Nov 13, 2012 14:21
I havent had a computer in ages. I have blabbed to facebook or written down imnportant thoughts on bits of paper...the envelopes of unopened bills or quietly whispered them to the cieling in the dark. and I am surprised what a foreign instrument the computer seems. Im used to the tiny touch screen phone where in three lines I can rant and rave and everyone gets it without need to extrapolate in significant detail. but sometimes the detail is significant and ominously missing from the tiny bits and pieces. I am thankful that after all these years livejournal still saved all my shit. Someday I will go through and pick the gems from the manure. Right now....I dunno. I guess this is just a test. On one level I have a shitton of stuff to write about....on the other, Im living it with little time to stop and think. Am I happy? sometimes. Am I miserable? rarely. Am I ncontent? Its relative. Am I tired? Oh fuck yeah. I have stories....but let me warm up magain to this thing and soon I will share them.