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It's late, another night in Georgia. A rainy night in Georgia. Yeah, I know, it's been done. I've been randomly cruising blogs for a while, since I got home from work. It started to storm here sometime before midnight, and the thunder hasn't stopped since. The satellite dish has gone out. Nothing to do. And for some reason, tonight as I read blogs I ran across page after page of succinct, intelligent prose. Amazing. Not one mention of how the day was in junior high. No one said anything about their geology homework. Not one bored housewife posting pictures of the kids. In fact, all this inspired me to post a little something. However, I don't have the drive to be as smart and funny as most of you guys, at least not tonight. I sometimes wonder if I have the drive to be smart and funny at all anymore. I feel like I'm letting life get me down, like I may be giving up. I don't want to become one of those people, old, waiting around to die, not having anything to say. I should have more to say than most people, but somehow I'm not getting the job done. I need a purpose. I need motivation. I feel like I'm losing, and I don't know at what. I have to turn this around, start having my say, start getting my way.

I am going to bed now. I have been up for eighteen hours, and worked for twelve. I always get the inspiration to do this when I'm at the most tired. More.