A Barren Mind

Human beings are prisoners of their own imaginations, we are only limited by what we can imagine and what we can conjure up in our increasingly brief flights to the fantastic world of dreams and imaginations.
The world it seems is closing in on us by the day. It is just too hard to even look at the sky and imagine shapes in the clouds or to just look up at the stars and try to come up with an imaginary constellation of some mystic creature, or some such.
It seems most of the people of my generation are too busy entertaining themselves to have time left to entertain, I have forgotten the fine art of being able to hold an actual face to face conversation, feeling more at home to convey my emotions in a highly isolated,uncommunicative instant messaging windows, I seem to have grown detached seeking to actively avoid contact of most kinds that seek for me to apply myself and my emotions in real-time.

I seem to have forgotten most of the other emotions than Angst, anxiety, fear and an overall gloom. It is not very often that I feel the compulsion to smile, to laugh to just have some fun, Mind is a terrible thing to waste....But even more painful is to see it shrivel up and eventually lie in a decrepit pile of forgotten luggage

So many Mistakes....so little time.

Has Life taught its lessons? It is very sad that it has not. I believe it is the genuine lack of seriousness in most things that i do that has a say on how I fare in life. But even then I am only a twenty something aren't our lot supposed to learn from making our own mistakes and then mending ourselves accordingly?
My father for one has a very simple answer he quotes one of his favourite quotes,"Experience is a very good teacher but she sends in terrible bills". So as he puts it there is no problem in his mind with letting me commit my own mistakes and learning from them as long as I remember there is only that much we can learn from experiences without getting suitably brushed bruised and even battered from the fall-out of the said mistakes.
I have learnt very little from the life thus far lived but the problem is that there is a genuine lack of willingness to inculcate new things in me even though the need to do so far exceeds the norm for most. I have thus far have realized the multitude of problems I now face have been due to compromises that I had taken for granted for so long. My dream was to be a free-spirit, I stifled that dream and converted myself into a brooding owl quite a while back...thus I continue to brood on....So many mistakes shall I have to make to make to make anything in my life