Bone-Dry
Another night here at this lonely outpost of humanity, and I find myself awake at nearly 3 am...not doing much of anything, except thinking. Which is something I tend to do more than some may realize, which could be considered a negative aspect of my life. It becomes very clear to me at these hours that there are certain issues in my life in which I can't talk to anyone about, at least not right now. Not at 2:45 am, when nobody is online that I can talk to who isn't already sick of my current problems. I'm bone-dry again, in this desolate wasteland. I have no idea where to journey next, I feel as if I've exhausted all worth-while possibilities at this point. I really don't know where to go, from here. From this point of nowhere. Can a man get somewhere, from nowhere? It's aggrevating, but life is easier since I am not one to stay down. Only problem is even if I never fall down, I start to run out of places to press onward to.
Guess that's it, a pretty short entry. I don't know what else to say, other than...carry on. Maybe I'll find a few suprises along this lonely road of faith.
-Original Posting: 02:44am 29/07/2003
Guess that's it, a pretty short entry. I don't know what else to say, other than...carry on. Maybe I'll find a few suprises along this lonely road of faith.
-Original Posting: 02:44am 29/07/2003