I haven’t been forcing the issue but my artistic output has gone from a slow drip to the tap being removed completely and a sand pit being built in its place, ie it’s drier than a nun’s cut (by cut I mean hair cut, because their hair is always covered, why what did you think I meant?)
I figured out that you don’t need to abolish artists by way of violence, you merely make them get 9-5 jobs so their creative juices become stagnate and they begin to exhibit robotic like movements and actions…this is the sign they have succumbed to the mundane and systematic way of life. Maybe a simple killing spree will blast out some creativity and drag me out of this predictable state of mind and place.
I’ve seen more of jack Daniels than my actual friends. Sleeping patterns are terrible, but that’s not exactly anything new. I’m buying junk food daily cuz cooking is a timely task of which I do not receive monetary reward for and I’ve become so lazy I sometimes even watch prime time commercial television…my worst crime of all.
I guess at least I’m earning a sustainable and permanent pay check, so maybe a good old fashioned drug habit is what I need. Any suggestions bubbleheads? I’ve never really done hard drugs so anything you mention will be considered and most likely be very cheap to begin with considering my virgin hard drug status.