If only I had one to write. You'd think with all my sudden downtime that I'd be writing up a storm of this and that but alas, it seems I have even less to talk about now than I did before. Maybe this is because of depression at not being able to do things as well as I used to, maybe its because I've become so isolated (today was the first day I've left the house since I was injured) and I just haven't had the inspiration like I used to. Quite frankly I just don't know. It does seem odd to me though that I have lost my desire to write, or draw or even play video games. Its only been in the last couple of days that I've really gotten any interest at all in doing anything other than staring at my computer screen waiting for some magic genie to pop out and fix my leg. My brain is definitely backed up on creative ideas that need to be expressed and now would be the perfect time to start getting them on paper or in pixels. Now, can I actually find the enthusiasm needed to make them happen?
