I’m sitting in front of a comp, and I cannot think. My brain seems to be growing more and more shallow everyday. I used to be able to take in the news with no problems, my brain able to process them and change them into intelligble thoughts. Now, I’m losing interests in things that I used to love and care about, and a bigger indicator of this is that I no longer have the patience to sit through books by new authors or go through genres that were outside my favourites (in other words non-fiction books). My preoccupation these days seem to be with my clothes (no, I still don’t follow fashion, but I do care more if my clothes match my accessories), said accessories, and my looks. I don’t seem to have the energy to even meetup for things that interest me, like Brick In The Wall, other NGO gatherings.. It’s been going on for nearly a year now, and I’m sick of it. I can’t seem to… move.
No offense to anyone, but I feel very… stupid. I try to write, and there are all these ideas within me, but whenever I TRY to write, it doesn’t happen. Does it sound like a burnout? Am I getting more stupid? Or is this just a phase?
Edit: Because we’re waiting for calls and none are coming in…