Long Lost Soul

I love how I used to be able to take interest in an issue enough for me to have the right to spark up a good conversation about it. I used to be so in tune with my heart's intellect. Thoughts were coming from my mind, and I was thinking to my heart's desire as opposed to my brain's. But nowadays, my mind seems to block the flow of my soul to who it is I am at my inner core. I miss the times when mental stimulation would come as easy breezy for me and the topic at hand would always trigger perceptive insight. At least I had something to say, whereas nowadays I'm completely sick of the education. And I'm willfully ready to throw in the towel at any given moment. At least, those are the emotions that inspire the desired actions. I've even conjured up predictions of ending up as a college drop-out 'cause I know sticking to routine would wear me out as much as it's already wearing me down. Then again, I think that type of structure only consists of the first two years of college, and afterward it's freedom of choice from there. Is it? I don't know. All I know is that I prefer the old me over the present me.