I started to write again. Whether or not this is a short burst of inspiration or not I'm not quite sure yet. Maybe I just had a good idea and I wanted to put it into words. Anyway, I wrote it down and hopefully I can finish it. I've been spending a lot of time thinking. And when I say a lot, I mean a lot. For those not familiar with the happenings in my life I worked in Columbia for a bit and then when I came back to Springfield I found myself in a bit of a rut. Just as I was getting things started in Columbia it all came to a halt and I was thrust back into the arena that is the skullduggery of Springfield, Missouri. When I was younger I didn't get it. I thought it would be easy to escape a prison like this. But contrary to a recent movie with Sylvester Stalone and Ahnold Schwarzenegger might lead me to believe, escaping a prison is no easy matter. When I came back here I thought long and hard about what my next move would be. I decided I wanted to do something that meant a lot to me. I didn't just wanna conform to the normal nine to five that everyone else seemed to be doing, whether that be school, or a shitty ass fucking job. What I wanted to do was find a life that I could be happy with, even if it was less than ideal, at least I could justify it to myself and others. And the more I've thought about it the more I've come to realize that doesn't exist. Why doesn't it exist? I guess that's the question. I've just been a whirlwind of thinking and no action. I'm stuck inside my head. I can't escape this. Either way, I hope I'll continue my writing because until recently I didn't think anyone cared about it. I think people appreciate the post but hopefully nobody minds the ranting and whatever nonsense I typically spread.


- Marcus <3