I want a new duck.
...a mallard, I think.
Mostly I think it's time to redo-something to my journal. Not that I'm much of a presence here anymore (or that I ever was), but I think it's time for something new. Maybe a "state of the union" address, too. Because who really knows what's going on with me? No one, actually. Not even me. And even if I did post a "here is everything about me right now", it wouldn't be everything. There's things you never commit to text. Things you don't want other people to know, so you never write it down, even if one day it could be a best seller or get you on Oprah for stupid reasons. "You're so strong, so brave. Did you feel guilty?" Blah blah blah.
That is all.
Mostly I think it's time to redo-something to my journal. Not that I'm much of a presence here anymore (or that I ever was), but I think it's time for something new. Maybe a "state of the union" address, too. Because who really knows what's going on with me? No one, actually. Not even me. And even if I did post a "here is everything about me right now", it wouldn't be everything. There's things you never commit to text. Things you don't want other people to know, so you never write it down, even if one day it could be a best seller or get you on Oprah for stupid reasons. "You're so strong, so brave. Did you feel guilty?" Blah blah blah.
That is all.