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I'm losing my words
Posted 19th December 2006 at 1:52pm by Rhythm Junkie
Damn it damn it damn it!!!!!!!! How did this happen??? I used to be full to the brim of words. They used to skite about my head, squiggling up my brain, so I had to, almost constantly, write to get them out and stop them from making me crazy! How did I fail to notice they were leaving me??
I suppose I noticed I wasn't as eloquent as I used to be - neither in spoken or written word - but I genuinely thought it was just me being silly/tired/having a long day.
Last night I spend 20 minutes trying to think of another word for 'environment' and that's when it hit me. All those lovely words I stored up during my avid reading days, my hours and hours spend in various libraries, the days I lost discussing Uni work ...
all the words that sounded so good when I said them out loud that I used to whisper them under my breath just to feel the thrill of it run across my brain ...
all the words, with their own definitive characteristics and quirks, that I savoured the way some people savour chocolate ...
Gone.
Blame it on lack of use, on mind-numbing, brain destroying jobs, on the sheer weight of apathy that makes me go home and sit infront of the t.v. instead of engaging my brain with the written word - it doesn't matter the cause. Just the effect.
I am being abandoned. Words are slipping out of my rotting-ship brain, sliding off into the gloom, in search of someone who might put them to use instead of throwing a mouldy cover over the dust-heavy box they've been relegated to. I am disgusted with myself for not noticing sooner, for not stopping it happening!
My words are abandoning me. I don't like it.
I suppose I noticed I wasn't as eloquent as I used to be - neither in spoken or written word - but I genuinely thought it was just me being silly/tired/having a long day.
Last night I spend 20 minutes trying to think of another word for 'environment' and that's when it hit me. All those lovely words I stored up during my avid reading days, my hours and hours spend in various libraries, the days I lost discussing Uni work ...
all the words that sounded so good when I said them out loud that I used to whisper them under my breath just to feel the thrill of it run across my brain ...
all the words, with their own definitive characteristics and quirks, that I savoured the way some people savour chocolate ...
Gone.
Blame it on lack of use, on mind-numbing, brain destroying jobs, on the sheer weight of apathy that makes me go home and sit infront of the t.v. instead of engaging my brain with the written word - it doesn't matter the cause. Just the effect.
I am being abandoned. Words are slipping out of my rotting-ship brain, sliding off into the gloom, in search of someone who might put them to use instead of throwing a mouldy cover over the dust-heavy box they've been relegated to. I am disgusted with myself for not noticing sooner, for not stopping it happening!
My words are abandoning me. I don't like it.
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| | Now see, if it's happening to you too then it totally fucks my ideas as to reasons behind it. Course, it could just be 'cos its winter .... ![]() |
Posted 20th December 2006 at 11:31am by Rhythm Junkie |
| | Haha... It could also just be coming with age...and you are 3 years older than me *nudge nudge* |
| Posted 20th December 2006 at 7:12pm by |
| | yeah *ahem* we'll see about that *off to doctor birth certificate* ![]() |
Posted 21st December 2006 at 11:45am by Rhythm Junkie |
| | I told you this aaaaages ago, ![]() |
Posted 21st December 2006 at 4:24pm by Kenny Everett |
| | shut up - showoff *mumble* |
Posted 21st December 2006 at 6:03pm by Rhythm Junkie |
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