i used to be more inclined to do the types of things that i might consider self-defining... now i'm simply all too comfortable to just 'be'. I am not motivated to express myself.. whether by writing, speaking, creating art, or even down to the clothes i wear.. I am not as concerned with how my actions or inactions will be interpreted or what the future will bring.. I don't know if its a matter of having found peace or having settled.. or if the two are interchangeable. Or, for that matter, if they are interchangeable, whether or not this is a positive or negative thing.
If there was greatness in me, it first manifested as inner turmoil.. and now, by way of extremely painful metamorphosis, i'm here.. sitting on my ass.. giving zero fucks.