More Mono
I need to organize my life more. My lack of energy and focus thanks to mono have significantly changed my habits, and I don’t like it. It’s been nearly a month, and every time I think I’m alright, I relapse into pure exhaustion
I’m going to New York on Friday. Maybe that’s what I need. An escape. I need to be in a place that is run on raw energy. It might be the cure, or it might wear me out even more.
In the meantime, I need to get stuff done…As hard as that may be.
I cannot wait for this to end.
Mononucleosis
In 19 years, I’ve never had to go to the doctor’s for anything but an annual check-up. When my sister and I were little, our doctor was amazed at how we were never sick. He asked my mom what she was doing, and she said she wasn’t doing anything. He told her to keep doing it.
So now here I am with mono. I’ve never had a serious illness before. I got the flu a couple times when I was younger, and every now and then I get a cold, but mono? Come on! So not fair.
I’m a healthy kid. I work out. I eat well (most of the time). I have a pretty good sleep schedule. So how did I get mono? I have no idea.
I really don’t want to have my semester screwed up. I’m really looking forward (or I was) to heading back to the Berk.
Ugh. I don’t even want to think about it. But how do you ignore the urge to rip your throat out? If anyone has a solution, please let me know.
Unclogging My Brain
Once again, I’m writing from my living room. No one’s around, just me and Billy Joel.
It’s been a while, and I realized that it might be a good idea to just hit the keys with abandon. I haven’t been able to line up my thoughts in the ways I want to. That’s a roundabout way of saying I haven’t written a decent song in far too long. Musically, my ducks are in a row. I have so much sound to pick from, but my words are escaping me, which is odd. It’s usually the other way around.
I don’t think it’s a lack of inspiration, I’ve been pretty inspired lately. How else would I have my lyric-less masterpieces ready to go? Bob gave me a couple of books for this type of situation. While they may be geared more toward prose, I can apply them to lyrics. I’ve been trying. It hasn’t been working.
I don’t want to say I have writer’s block because I don’t think that’s what’s going on. No, I’ve gone through writer’s block many times. More than I care to remember. I need to unclog my brain. That’s it. That’s exactly what I need. I thought I didn’t know what I need, but I was wrong.
Who knew it would be so simple?
I need to go for a walk with Mr. Joel now, not in the middle of night.
