My stay in Florida has taught me a lot of lessons so far. Like I need to be constantly stimulated to create. I am literally bored. My conversations are minimal. I have read through the one book I have. I stare at the wall and nothing comes out.
There are no bookstores in the whole county!
I, of course can not just blame the environment. I sabotage myself. Nothing new has come out of my system. Except for an idea that is complicated like a puzzle. Words of fiction because I stop myself from writing truth about my family. I am my worst critic. I need to top myself. I went on a date and was told that I am a genius. I wonder if geniuses go through dry spells.
If anything I can rely on my dramatics for entertainment.
When I realize that I should take advantage of my dad’s direct TV, I watch shows from Spain so I can develop their accent. There’s nothing like a frustrated Spaniard.