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DREA & SAMHonestly, we're just two girls a long way from home trying to get by with a little help from our friends and this blog apparently. Sam, SPARKY, is in Bloomingtom, Indiana for 10 months of the year and Drea, IGOTNOTHING, is in Boston, Mass. for those 10 months but every so often, they find themselves "comfortably" at home in Los Angeles, Ca. We're pretty cool, no lie. |
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Not satisfied. I've blogged twice in one night. Here's #3. 'I used to write. Now, I stare at a blank page and I click 'post' because my mind is just as blank' I'm redundant. The fact that I can't do anything to really affect poverty is frustrating. Did you know that we have enough food to feed the entire world, we just don't have the money to distribute it? I still have a weird crush on our president. Anti-immigration policies make me angry. Capitalism will be the death of our society. And the pen is still a person's greatest tool. But what happens when you have no words? My pen ran out of ink a long time ago and I keep scribbling hoping something will come out. Even now, I've only spit out random facts to you hoping that by just typing, maybe I'll get a sentence, just one, that'll make you think for an extra second. I'm an optimist. I'm going to change the world. Hold your laughter. But I can't help but think, what if I can't find that pen when it counts. What happens when I'm truly incapable of expressing myself. When I can't write, I don't exist. I've lost it. Whatever it is I had, or thought I had, its gone now. Bear with me while I look for it. This overwhelming urge to protect the world from all evils - point for rebirth. The fact that I think that I could - point for madness. 10:50 PM
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