I’m in the bus on my way away from the city.
I’m a bit tired of people, i really wanna write something today.

Lately my inspiration for writing has been completly lost…..
But i know why, cos i live to closely to the real word.I mean i don’t have time to think.. just relax and think about whats happening.
I just run around doing errands etc.

When did my life get this fast?
I remember the days i just sat and relexed..ยจ
Read and wrote something..

I used to be a ok story writer..
Now I’m just a nonsence writer..
I win prises in competitions cos of that reason..
I’m good with exuses..