Reinventing reinvention
As you can tell, I haven't had the desire to write much lately, not for the past several months. I have been writing in other forums though, just not on this one. I think I go through waves with my LJ, where I can't wait to write several times a day, and then almost nothing for several months.
I've had this journal since my second child was born. She is six years old now, and we've added two more children since then. I've used it to record dreams, connect with people, and even send messages to people that have fallen out of contact. I guess that makes it pretty versatile. I have no idea what it is to become next.
It seems I record more here when things are going well, and that is something they haven't exactly been doing for the past several months. I won't bother to say why, only that it has been one of the hardest, most disillusioning experiences of my life. I wish I could see some good in it, but I can't really say that I do. All of it circles around someone else's mistakes, and while this individual would say that they aren't making mistakes, almost everyone else around them (except for a small group of shallow, dough-headed idiots), including their own family and spiritual leaders, seems to privately disagree. "Well, they have their free agency; what else can we do?"
Yeah, great.
As one friend recently put it, "They are going to have to be picking up the pieces for them for the rest of their lives, so have some pity."
Oh well, it's nothing to do with me, right? Not my choice, not my life of regrets, not my family's shame, not our future.
So what is our future?
時の流れが不思議なんだ。
I've had this journal since my second child was born. She is six years old now, and we've added two more children since then. I've used it to record dreams, connect with people, and even send messages to people that have fallen out of contact. I guess that makes it pretty versatile. I have no idea what it is to become next.
It seems I record more here when things are going well, and that is something they haven't exactly been doing for the past several months. I won't bother to say why, only that it has been one of the hardest, most disillusioning experiences of my life. I wish I could see some good in it, but I can't really say that I do. All of it circles around someone else's mistakes, and while this individual would say that they aren't making mistakes, almost everyone else around them (except for a small group of shallow, dough-headed idiots), including their own family and spiritual leaders, seems to privately disagree. "Well, they have their free agency; what else can we do?"
Yeah, great.
As one friend recently put it, "They are going to have to be picking up the pieces for them for the rest of their lives, so have some pity."
Oh well, it's nothing to do with me, right? Not my choice, not my life of regrets, not my family's shame, not our future.
So what is our future?
時の流れが不思議なんだ。