Sparking Something

Hmm. Life has been very full since my last post (which was, as you know, quite a while ago). Yet although it's been full it's never been so full that I've not had time to post something. Still I never did. I don't know why. Sometimes it was purely procrastination. Sometimes it was just because the things I wanted to post proved a little too personal, by that I suppose I mean they were either painful or embarrassing. Sometimes it was just I forgot or honestly didn't have the time (I have just finished a week of finals too so it's not like my life hasn't been full in a busy sense as well). But now I'm here. And I have nothing much to say. Friends of mine that have graduated are gone and have left me lonely. The book of poems I've recently gotten is so good that I don't know where to begin commenting on it (Yehuda Amichai's Open Closed Open). The move from my old dorm where I lived alone to this new one where I have a roomie is too complicated to tell about. I don't know. I sat down with the determination to write something but now have nothing to say or a desire to really say anything. Even this that I write now is just a rambling drivel of nonsense to see if I can spark something to write about, rather, a desire to write something of all I have to write about. But it's of no use. Hopefully I'll keep better tabs on this whole blogging idea as the summer wears on.