Flight

I'm suffering from it in all forms. I haven't written in my blog lately because I didn't feel like I had anything worthwhile to write about. I still don't. I need to do something, being alone with my thoughts isn't doing me much good either.I don't know what else to do. I'm willing to try just about anything to start writing again.
The usual things just aren't working for me anymore. Listening to music, going to my favorite writing places. Everything has just seemed to lost its appeal and Im stuck in the rut. And I'm not the only one. The sad thing is the weather is beautiful outside, Not too hot, not too cold. Cool and breezy perfect writing weather. And I just want to stay inside. Im torn, I almost want to go out.
Maybe I just need some motivation and less distraction. I need to get away. Im fighting this incredible urge to just take off. Go somewhere without warning and give myself the time and space I need to recover and get back on track again. Its a terrible feeling not writing. Its draining both emotionally and believe it or not, physically as well.
My mind is a jumble of thoughts, Nothing seems to really make any sense anymore. This is the worse its been in a long time. I wish I could just run and keep running until it all disappeared. But that isnt going to happen. Id have to stop sooner or later, and it would still be there. Id still have to face it and overcome it. I just don't know how. I hate what it is doing to me, I wish I had answers.
Even in my blogging I feel like I am writing in circles. Yes I am getting my thoughts down and it clears my head some. I feel like Im just writing about the same thing all the time and not really getting anymore. Im doing this because writing anything is better than nothing. Is it really? Either way your miserable. Miserable not writing, miserable writing things not worth giving a second look. Because you know your forcing it. Trying to make something happen thats not meant to. Im running out of patience. When its been as long as it has. Patience isnt getting you anywhere. Its turned into frustration. Beyond frustration. When it affects everything you do, its more than that.
On another note I have joined adoptaussoldier.org and writing to those soldiers and knowing that I am helping in some small way. Has brought a small amount of peace to my heart. I just keep praying that it will pass, because im not the only one suffering.