brain dump

i hate when i want to write but i find that i have nothing to write about. 

so i sit here and stare at the blinking cursor.. and i feel as if it is taunting me. i want to have something interesting to say but i am devoid of a worthy subject. so instead, i start writing about how i have nothing to write about, hoping to stumble upon something interesting while dumping the contents of my brain onto this theoretical "sheet of paper".

i remember my first college english class ever. my professor wanted us to start a journal, keep it for the entire quarter and hand it in as part of our final grade. he told us to use it as a "brain dump", and that metaphor has never left my mind. i think its clever. being the artistic person that i am, i could just picture the words and thoughts pouring out of my cracked open skull into a bowl adorned with a composition notebook-like pattern. using a pencil to stir the ideas and sentiments, like a witch stirring her cauldron, i sit with blank eyes while a purple mist made of words and phrases rises above the bowl.

i know that vision is somewhat "out there" but thats just what i see. 

maybe that vision deserves some photoshop time.. lol