Pastry Flow.

I'm feeling really weird right now, as in right this second and being on the computer with a purpose to what I'm doing is making me feel better. I'm not sure how to explain it but I have this really strange feeling that something is wrong and it's not a particularly nice feeling. Sort of like I've just woken up from a nightmare although I haven't been to sleep yet. Perhaps sleep deprivation is the answer.

Anyway, whilst in this crazy state of semi consciousness I have the strangest urge to pick up a pen again and get down to some serious writing. To anyone who has never been captivated by a book or felt the passion to write, this paragraph will probably make no sense in the slightest. Writing has always been a part of me, from writing letters to my mum when I was younger to actually attempting to write a novel with the simple predicament of having no plot. I write things without meaning or story because I simply love to write. Finding the right word can change the whole meaning to how someone perceives something in their imagination. I guess that's just it, I have a very vivid imaginaton.

I haven't written anything in a while. I've had this feeling that until a plot arrives in my head I won't be able to write anything. Right now though, I just want to write something. Maybe I will.

I don't fully understand why I'm writing this blog. I needed to do something and writing a blog is always something to do when I have the time. That strange feeling is still whirling around in my head but hopefully I'll sleep it off and it'll be gone in the morning. This has been a pretty serious blog for something that had no purpose.

Goodnight.