I haven't written anything of substance in weeks. It's because I lost everything I ever wrote. For some reason, I've got it in my head that if it's not adding to anything I have already, what's the point of producing new material? My LiveJournal is gone, my iPod is gone, and my legal pads are gone.

I'm not complaining, I'm just realizing that I always wrote for the wrong reason. It was to add to something cumulative. Now I can't remember why I wrote that first spurt of imagination in like...December. I totally remember what it was, too...it was about an elephant and Mrs. Martin was so creeped out she told the guidance department. Good times.

I don't know...I just don't have anything to write about anymore. My thoughts are totally shuffled. But that's probably because I don't write.

Maybe I'll make a new LiveJournal.