I just had a long conversation with Julian about life, and we had quite the epiphany. When you smoke pot you don't lose your motivation, you just aren't motivated to begin with...
This epiphany stemmed from a conversation about my longstanding issue of not having a passion for any one thing. I don't know why, but I just don't have anything that drives me, never have. Everyone I know does though, and it bothers me that I don't... I just don't know how to find it.
When me and my sisters were young, my oldest sister used to cut up barbie outfits and make new ones - she is now a fashion designer. My other sister would enter colouring and drawing contests all the time - she's now an incredible artist. My mom doesn't remember what I used to do. All I remember doing in my childhood is reading. I read, a lot. I don't read much anymore, not for lack of trying, I'm just totally unmotivated.
Wow. That was a depressing post.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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