You enter the room.
You sit in front of your iPad.
You just sit.
You don’t know what to do, what to think, what to write.
You don’t feel inspired today.
Feel ?
What do you feel ?
So much ?
So little ?
A desire, lust, love ?
Intensity.
You lack intensity.
Your writing isn’t as good as it was before and you’re just writing what comes to your mind.
You’re already thinking of what you’ll declare, mention, reveal, affirm, question in the next sentence.
So many options.
To do or not to do.
Changing words of the famous saying from Hamlet.
You really try hard to provide a funny content, don’t you ?
But it is not funny.
Nobody even noticed the reference.
Because people don’t care.
Just lost a thought, an idea, a memory.
It was good, you swear.
You’re trying to remember it, but you can’t, it’s forgotten, forever.
And don’t worry, because nobody’s going to remember your writings anyway.
You’re endless, impotent and mortal.
One day you’ll just die and nobody’s going to remember you, but yet you enjoy writing.
A mix of memento mori and carpe diem.
You just want to show off your intellect using these latin words, a language you don’t even speak.
Because it’s a dead language.
Dead.
But what is the motive of this ?
Memento mori ? Carpe diem ?
You won’t decide.
Because it is My duty, My job, My passion, My vocation and most of all My life.
My life.
Cogito ergo sum.