i could really use a wish right now

these days i feel as if i don't feel. there is nothing that i write that does not seem contrived, nothing that i can listen to or read or watch that feels new or exciting. so many things have happened - as evidenced by the six or seven posts that i've started here - but nothing has come out of them that i can bother putting into writing, even though there should be. there has been so much that is inspirational but not inspiring.

i don't know what it is, but i do know what it's not. it is not PMS, it is not senioritis, it is not writer's block. and most importantly: it is not what i want, and i am not who i want to be.

what i do know is that this too shall pass - or at the very least, that that thought will keep me going.