september is here, and with it the death of creativity

I have spent a lot of time this passed week doing nothing but thinking about school and running. The beginning of school usually marks the end of the great summer creativity boom that I usually go through. Now the only things that are on my mind are an impending test on summer work and finding a way to not suck at cross country anymore. During the care-free days of the summer months, my mind was allowed to wander free from any constraint. Math had no effect on my life, except for figuring out how much money I had to tip the Chinese take-out man. Once fall rolls around, my mind is racing with the usual hectic thoughts about my futurem and not screwing up my entire life by slacking off in school. Junior year is starting off to be the worst school year of my entire life, and it is not shaping up to be better. The only thing that I take solace in is the fact that I did not fail my first AP American Studies test. Right now, the literatire that we are reading in that class is enough to put a kid with ADHD to sleep. The Puritans were not talented, period. Anything written by them is not worth reading; it lacks depth and inner meaing. There is no thinking involved when reading some of this stuff. These days, what is left of my shattered brain is transfixed on this idea of going camping. I am totally absorbed in this idea of getting back to nature and just taking a break from the nonstop calamity that is my life. I want to get back to the basics and just be out in the natural world with out a care to be had. Ever since I was a young boy, I have always had a fascination with nature, a sentiment not shared by the other members of my family. Camping was always a dream of mine, a dream that always seemed to distant to be attained by means of my parents, so now I am taking it upon myself to make this a reality. There is nothing more relaxing than sitting by a roaring fire and just getting lost in your thoughts. The ultimate would be to share this experience with the people who I know would appreciate it the most. This is something that I truly want to do. This camping trip would be the creative spark that my mind needs to rekindle some of its summertime glory. The welfare of my mind depends on this trip. As Albert Einstein once said, "Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better." I hope all of this looking will not be in vain.