October 5

Here he is, writing without inspiration.

Inspiration: the process of being mentally stimulated to do or feel something, esp. to do something creative.

I don't feel all too mentally stimulated right now, but I do feel like doing creative. This drive for creativity comes from hearing City and Colour's song "Hello, I'm In Delaware." Have a listen. The lyrics are so simple, yet so full of passion and emotion. I often think after hearing a song like this, 'hey I could write that.' 99 times out of 100 I can't.

My thoughts are somewhat random to the outside observer, that being because the outside observer doesn't know my thought process. Example:

I wish I could sing like he does. that'd be the boy.


Damn girl why are you so pretty. OH WAIT I don't have to worry about that. cause you're mine.


Merica.

Saying Merica rather than America seems so unpatriotic. A patriot would want the best for their country; saying Merica makes the American seem prideful, stuck up, stupid and uncultured. And although many Americans are these things, the majority possess at least one of the opposites of these qualities.


Possess, poses and posses are all spelled very similarly.


Impromptu poem written via text to said pretty girl:

She's sweet like sugar
Leaves you wanting more
Like lemonade
Addictive like a drug
Oh girl
You're my cocaine.

*let it be known, i've never done cocaine and don't plan on it.


This, Mrs. Rooks, is what Isaac's writing without rhyme nor reason turns out to be. Ideally, this would be interesting for you, and you being the loves everybody and sees the value in everything type of person, I think that it may have been.

Thanks for reading.




It has come to my attention that blogger does not appreciate the enter key and thus when you read this it doesn't show the spaces. Oh well.