i'm trying tomething new.

i'm letting whatever semblance of creativity that wants to crawl out of me to have its way with my mind, no matter what the cost. i'm trying out whatever keats-ian negative capability i have and am letting emotions take over my existence until i'm able to create again.

until yesterday, it'd been over a year since i'd written anything.
i remember a time in my life where i couldn't go six hours without writing something.
e mi manca la mia creatività.

poi, sto ricominciando. forse non sarà bella, ma sarà vero.