Mental constipation…

I think I need a mental Ex-lax… I feel like a lot of my writing or desire to do so has been forced lately. I hate that. Sometimes I’ll be driving a long, or have some dope-ass convos with friends about various things (life, human behavior, future plans, etc.), but when it comes down to documenting it, everything becomes blur and I find myself fishing for those awesome thoughts and quotes they shared with me earlier in the day. Gah! Maybe I should learn shorthand, and then I can transcribe what they said verbatim. Or maybe I should get a lil tape recorder and spout off all this thoughts that sail around in my mind. The limits I will go to for my own personal fulfillment I tell ya.

Or maybe it’s a simple factor of just stopping for a second and taking the initiative to just do it...some times I think I find myself being my own biggest hypocrite. But I must say that I am proud of myself in recognizing where I am steering clear of my beliefs and making a conscious effort to bring myself back on track. Sometimes I think we get overly consumed and burdened by all the negative and what we consider to be insurmountable factors until we lose sight of the possibilities to actually conquer them. My personal challenge to you is to figure out one thing that you have wanted to accomplish or attain, but always figured that it would be to difficult to achieve… and make the radical action of actually achieving it. And even if you don’t exactly reach that mark you have set for yourself, you won’t spend the rest of your life kicking yourself in the butt for not trying…
On a side note… I loved the Pirates of the Caribbean sequel… now all I have to do is stop for a minute and watch the first one… I so have to remember to practice what I preach.