I’ve been MIA for awhile now. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m busy, which I am, or because I just don’t have anything to write about… at least not here. This summer started off so hectic but empty, lifeless and lonely, and now I am almost wishing for a day like I had in late June. No one to talk to, no where to be, no plans to be made or appointments to keep. I always want what I don’t have and when I have it I don’t want it. I guess the world is just that way… I’d like to learn contentment one of these days.

I’ve been longing to write for weeks, sit down and pound at the keys for hours, frenzied with inspiration but it comes out in spurts. Mental spits of scenes I see in my head or lines that catch me and I jot them down but nothing follows. I am keeping them in a folder that is prominently displayed on my desktop as if a blatant reminder of my lack of creativity and the death of my once lavish vocabulary.

School is coming, and fast. I might have bitten off more than I can chew. Four classes, mentorship, Amnesty International Student Coordinator, work, life…

If I disappear into the ether at least there’s a chance I could have something to write about when I get back.