Today’s been rather exhausting. I suppose it’s proven to be a little tougher to be a writer, than i originally thought. With all my energy drained, i need a way to stay alive! Some people might grab a monster, or a redbull to keep there mind refreshed, but i can’t afford such expenses, the insanity of it all may just prove to be a bit much for me. Isn’t that what makes a writer great though? A slight touch of insanity? That little push that you give yourself at the end of the day to keep on keepin on?

Maybe it seems like I’m rambling, but honestly, it really doesn’t even matter anymore. I could just kinda ramble all day to be honest. Just write the words as they pop into your mind, that’s all it is. People tend to like that crap. I’m thinking about turning it all into a radio show. It’s just so much easier to type it all out first though. That’s what keeps me motivated i guess, is to just be able to do this all day, as a job. It’s just an awesome thought to think about. Being a professional writer. You could tell people that you really don’t do anything for a living, and honestly, i already do. I’ve told a few friends that i make about a thousand a month doing this, which isn’t quite true yet, but at least i know that it will be.

Anyway, all this writing makes my shoulders hurt, and my mind numb. Real numb. I suppose when the insanity settles in, is when a writer starts to get popular. My dream, is to wake up around eleven every day, go to the nearest Starbucks, and just type on my laptop for like an hour. Maybe come back home, have a beer or two, play some guitar, maybe start taking lessons, have my recording studio, and charge to professionally record random musicians. Send my own material out to record companies on a daily basis, untill they finally except it, and just relax! All day every day. Sheer relaxation. I don’t believe i want to get married just yet, from my expierience, women tend to have mental disorders, that they hide untill you decide to live with them, and then they deprive you of sex, and wine about strange things that aren’t really that problematic. Maybe that’s just my experience though. Sheer insanity, that’s what i’ve fallen into, but if that’s what it takes to get paid, well then so be it!