My mind is plagued with a fog… a fog which obscures that which tries to behold it. It is my own personal fog of war in a war that I have waged my entire life. Every day a new battle, always with the same opponent: society. These past weeks I have been oppressed by this mind fog, it hasn’t allowed me to bring pen to paper (or keys to keyboard in this instance), a skill at which I am usually quite adept. How pathetic is it that as soon as I start this blog, a showcase of the depths of my vast soul, I cannot even bring myself to scrawl out a second entry? How utterly pathetic am I?
