Be My Baby

I think I'm going into seclusion for a while. A sort of mental hibernation. Right now, my life is so hectic and unorganized I can't seem to get anything done. I feel the need to slow my whole body down and start putting things back to where they need to be. Shuffle around a few pieces of thought. Stack things to make room. De-clutter my mind. My god, I feel so constrained under these circumstances. And while I want to feel the joy of writing again, and become passionate about my interests again, I can't seem to find my way back to it; my life is becoming one large blur without beginning or end, without focus or motivation, and void of any kind of clarity; my interests lay inarticulate in my brain while my thoughts merge into one sluggish piece of B.S.-producing slop; and because I can't seem to find time to do anything anymore, there's only one option: a complete halt of movement; a stop in mindless motion; a breather before final suffocation. I can't continue on like this. I need a change. So that's why I'm doing this. I'll see y'all later--or when I feel like posting again. Maybe I'll come back with an encyclopedia-sized catalog of new stuff. Anyways, that's all for now.