Not feeling so hot. Not sick. Just...
How do you deal with life, when you feel like yours is severely lacking in spark, in creativity, in passion, in excitement? What do you do, when your soul is weary of being stuck in a place where you are emotionless and you walk through your days like an autonomous robot? When your very soul feels stifled? And where you can see no signs of change for the better?
Me, I write a poem about it. Doesn't seem like there is much more that I can do...
http://leplaunpoetree.blogspot.com/2010/01/naked.html
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