Yet another journal...

A new beginning...

In my infinite search for constant change...and to cure my consistent boredom... I created a new journal in the hopes of discovering something new about myself. My other journal became a means to finding out what my friends and some of my so-called friends were doing with their lives, or not. No offence, but I would rather not read about your latest night out anymore, or what you received for your birthday, at least, the majority of the time. My escape from reality comes threefold - music, the visual arts and the written word. And when my inspiration is lacking in one, I feel slightly incomplete. Maybe this journal will act as a means to produce something significant in my life, something of philosophical or theological context, which inspires me to think rather than to sit on my butt staring blankly at the shallowness humanity has become.

Or maybe I'm just looking to become deep...

How strange that seems...