Thre more things change...
I hadn't checked LiveJournal in a while, so I figured I'd take time to read through all my friends' journals. No replies. Just a thorough read through every single entry from the past 20 days.
After reading, I realized I didn't have much to say. Not only in reply to them, but in reference to myself.
Big things have happened, yet I've had no will to speak upon them.
Sister married. My 17-year-old best friend cat passed away.
And now ... I read through these journals and I see such angst, passion, and just ... I'm not sure. The same people posting the same vague, cryptic entries with song lyrics or some improv emoetry. Others with glamorous displays of entries with this devout power that life is going to change. Others just entering text as if to remind themself what's taking place in there life, not even sweating over a response.
All of this reading and my current events, and yet I've not much to say. I'm not sure.
In fact, I think that's the end of this entry.
Enjoy turkey day.
After reading, I realized I didn't have much to say. Not only in reply to them, but in reference to myself.
Big things have happened, yet I've had no will to speak upon them.
Sister married. My 17-year-old best friend cat passed away.
And now ... I read through these journals and I see such angst, passion, and just ... I'm not sure. The same people posting the same vague, cryptic entries with song lyrics or some improv emoetry. Others with glamorous displays of entries with this devout power that life is going to change. Others just entering text as if to remind themself what's taking place in there life, not even sweating over a response.
All of this reading and my current events, and yet I've not much to say. I'm not sure.
In fact, I think that's the end of this entry.
Enjoy turkey day.