the lead-in
So I guess I'm going to go back to writing for a little while. This is going to be a very small, boring place that I can go to and hash out my (normally) run-of-the-mill experiences and thoughts... hopefully without censorship or worry, though even with the grand internet such a thing doesn't really exist.
The biggest reason is for my own memory and peace of mind. I've been having some memory issues for a few short years now and would like to put everything down (hence the boring). Even reading things I've written from years -- or even months -- ago is just flat wording. It evokes no feeling... I don't know what I was feeling. The words can even say so, right there, and there's just nothing. If I don't recall in great detail all of these things, I'm inevitably going to repeat the same mistakes over and over and over. I'm getting a little too old for that.
Secondly, I'm a little cooped up. Pent up. Whatever you want to call it. Most of my time is spent outside the company of other human beings. A lot of that is by choice, so please don't take that as helpless mewling. On a related note, I'm lacking in the friend department. It seems that they've mostly disappeared, though I admit that I have more than a sneaking suspicion that I disappeared instead. Working long hours from home and various other issues have kept me in one room for the most part. When I'm not working, I'm reading something, watching something, learning anything I can get my mind around. Sometimes I'd like to bounce that off of someone else, therefore...
My theory is that if I might at some time forget large portions of what I'm doing and thinking, then I can put it all as it occurs to me, and then in a few months, I'll re-read these things and actually be bouncing them off of myself. Problem solved!
The biggest reason is for my own memory and peace of mind. I've been having some memory issues for a few short years now and would like to put everything down (hence the boring). Even reading things I've written from years -- or even months -- ago is just flat wording. It evokes no feeling... I don't know what I was feeling. The words can even say so, right there, and there's just nothing. If I don't recall in great detail all of these things, I'm inevitably going to repeat the same mistakes over and over and over. I'm getting a little too old for that.
Secondly, I'm a little cooped up. Pent up. Whatever you want to call it. Most of my time is spent outside the company of other human beings. A lot of that is by choice, so please don't take that as helpless mewling. On a related note, I'm lacking in the friend department. It seems that they've mostly disappeared, though I admit that I have more than a sneaking suspicion that I disappeared instead. Working long hours from home and various other issues have kept me in one room for the most part. When I'm not working, I'm reading something, watching something, learning anything I can get my mind around. Sometimes I'd like to bounce that off of someone else, therefore...
My theory is that if I might at some time forget large portions of what I'm doing and thinking, then I can put it all as it occurs to me, and then in a few months, I'll re-read these things and actually be bouncing them off of myself. Problem solved!