the state of nothingness-i call it blank(or vacuum) is that right?

so here i am again staring at a screen trying to write anything that i can write.
i don't know why i'm doing this actually but i guess i simply had the urge to talk about something i don't know what.

hmm

have you ever had this feeling before? you know, when you want to write stuff but you don't know what you will write about?

it's weird actually. very weird. because now i finally am inspired to do something, however, it isn't inspired to do me. hahaha. that was green. i mean, inspiration won't hit me. motivation is an important force when you're a writer, but without the inspiration-i don't know if this happens to everybody-but without inspiration, i feel like my write up lacks life. it's something that i just feel though. i couldn't bear asking people what they think about whatever i have written. it isn't that good. it is BAD.

anyway, i now know that i need inspiration. what will i do then to raise these carcasses? okaaaay. i feel like an ancient roman tomb.

where will i get inspiration?

blank.

i hope i see it when i should see it.

[this article is subject to grammatical errors. kindly correct my grammar and forgive my inability to check whatever i have written-i know, i'm sluggish.]

yours truly,
rEi

or Eimon

or reimond

or almos perf

or the crazy dude who wrote this piece.