To be honest...

My writing has been on the fritz since I graduated from college. I haven't written a poem in ages and I'm beginning to think that I need a swift kick in the rear to get my writing back in gear.
I've had so many other ventures running through my mind, like opening my own bakery, finding a job that will take me back to Germany, and shooting the pilot to my and Colva's future reality television show.
Yesterday, my friends and I went to Smith & Wollensky for Wine Week. $10 and basically all the wine you can drink. It was the first time in a long time that I was out with people, not caring about anything but having fun. I've been so wrapped up in work and work and, well, work, that I hadn't taken the time to go out and actually enjoy myself.
We started at noon and didn't stop until midnight. I haven't drank that much since my Los Angeles trip in January.
Speaking of Los Angeles, I am HIGHLY looking forward to my trip this coming October. Terra has graciously decided to accompany me and I do believe it will be a spectacular event. We may not even come back.
I'm starting to realize that as I get closer to knowing what I really want to do with my life, the harder it is for me to actally get up and do it. I've become the world's most practical person and I don't like it. My urge to pack up and just drive off into the sunset is with me every single day, has been for the past year. But then I start thinking about all of the repercussions, like what about my job? And what about money? And where will I live? How will I make new friends? What if I don't get a job in my new city?
My friends are always telling me I think about things too much, but it's how I am. I overanalyze, going through each and every possible situation until I've exhausted my brain and don't even want to deal with certain situations anymore.

This entry is all over the place. I sort of thing it fits my current brain situation.