Sometimes, it really can be. Just spent a few minutes sitting in the garden (it’s sunny at last), laptop and bluetooth cellphone for internet.
I’m just missing the little propeller on my cap.
I really do believe I’m part of a generation of geniuses, all out of motivation and dying of boredom. It’s not that I’m amazingly intelligent or an attitude of elitism that makes me feel this way. It’s the mood of this whole generation. We’re more informed than we ever have been and despite what people may think we have much more freedom of expression. Everywhere I look [this has multiplied exponentially by moving to a big city] I see my peers; overwhelmed with freedom and gasping for air.
Took a little while… a few tears, a few ups and downs, unfortunately no ups-and-downs, but I’m back.
Yay.