Ghosts of the Past
Seems I stop by here every so often and read the sum of my personal writings through, in reverse chronological order. I don't know what to say about most of it, or what to say about what became of my habit of writing. Its truly been a long time since I've been myself, whomever that may be now.
My dream recall is returning slowly, but surely, and I hope to continue using this medium as a way of recording some of those dreams. As a means of keeping in touch with people and sharing ideas though... I'm not even sure anyone actually uses this site any longer. Everyone appears to have migrated to the infernal MySpace, of which I've wanted no part. Probably something to do with the utter lack of publicly interesting content I could provide and the complete and wanton (or "wonton" as I originally typed) disregard for interpersonal relations I have displayed over the past year(s). Enough on that subject.
It is beyond late and I feel the need to retire to my viewing room for a number of hours. Perhaps I'll dream.
My dream recall is returning slowly, but surely, and I hope to continue using this medium as a way of recording some of those dreams. As a means of keeping in touch with people and sharing ideas though... I'm not even sure anyone actually uses this site any longer. Everyone appears to have migrated to the infernal MySpace, of which I've wanted no part. Probably something to do with the utter lack of publicly interesting content I could provide and the complete and wanton (or "wonton" as I originally typed) disregard for interpersonal relations I have displayed over the past year(s). Enough on that subject.
It is beyond late and I feel the need to retire to my viewing room for a number of hours. Perhaps I'll dream.