Alive and...Well?

I haven't been doing much in the ways of writing over the past few months. Why? Well. Life bullshit pretty much. Nothing else can really explain it except for that. I've been so physically and emotionally drained and uninspired that's been really hard to come up with new material, much less material I care to have anyone read.1

That's not to say I haven't written *anything* new, its just that what I have written hasn't really appealed to me enough for me to pull out my college notebooks, and take a moment out of my blank, apathetic stare at the computer screen to type out a good 16-32 lines of random gibber about the psychology of warfare or alcoholism - which are the only two subjects I think I have really written about at all lately.2

I'm just poetically dead lately. I *have* been writing music. But, no words. Just guitar and bass. I did finally get into a school and decided to go towards a major in psychology so I can better understand the human mind, and perhaps start to figure out my own. I'm sober still, amazingly, and other than that, I can't really think of much to say.3

Just rest assured I'm not dead, although, I'm now on my second car, and I'll be hopefully submitting new shit within the next year or so for someone to read (if anyone actually is reading anymore).4

Till next time,
Peace.