cheek to cheek, don't be shy

[dryer_bunnie]

Ah, where to begin. I'm really not sure. So many things to write about. I always hated writing by computer. It's always hard to get the flow going. It's much easier with a pen or pencil, and the feeling of knowing you've filled pages and pages of honest thoughts is always gratifying. I've been writing more, which is very nice. The craziest things become my muses. I guess that's one, if not the only reason why I’m enjoying this so-called turmoil. Not a tragic, I’m going to jump off a cliff turmoil...just an eclectic collection of emotions that have been thrown into a mixing pot. Something like that. This is what life is all about, isn't it? Feeling? Recognizing your emotions? Feeling alive? Well, let me tell you this, I am alive and living and learning every second. It almost feels like it's coming too fast. My emotions rush like water, flooding in synchronicity, only to dry out under the same circumstances. I never did quite understand how my emotions played themselves out, or why they chose to do so in the first place. Fucking heart. I spent last week in West Virginia. I needed some time away from everything. I wrote 3 poems in that time. If they're good, I don't really know, but they were a nice release for me, so their quality doesn't really matter much. I saw Ben Affleck on Saturday and uh...yeah, what's that one guy's name...who's running for president...yeah, you know...that one guy. Anyway, Ben Affleck was STUNNING. Actually, I’m really glad that I went to the rally. Was that a rally? It was nice to see a little unity in this tight little republican town of ours. Nice to see people who aren't afraid to show their love for the other side of the political spectrum.. The highlight of my night was running into Timmy and Toni, who were pursuing Ben Affleck to tell him how much of the bomb he was in Phantoms. I watched Lost in Translation for the first time in about 5 months. I find it nessacary to once again state how beautiful this movie is. I think that's about it. It's kind of pathetic how quickly I loose my motivation to write, considering how much I enjoy doing it under the proper circumstances. I hate writing when I’m not in the mood to write. It's nearly; no in fact it is impossible to write when I’m not in the mood. It just doesn't turn out right. Comes off as forced.

JULY:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and
to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in
oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's
feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and
unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful.
Forgiving but never forgets.
Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides
others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions
carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy.
Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No
difficulties in studying. Loves
to be alone. Always broods about the past and the
old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never
looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach
and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to
recover

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