blurgh.
Arrrrrrrgh.
My fingers are tied in knots; unless it's bitching about something I've never got anything to say, and I hate that. I feel like I owe you an apology, somehow. And I'm not coherent enough to express it, so I'm just going to be shy and quiet and shush. I've been sitting here for an hour, first talking about a dream I had that let me know something I've been musing over for the last year or so is not gone, then deciding it sounded too alarmist and erasing it, and then thinking about needing to limit the amount of whining I do because I know it annoys people, and then worrying that nothing I'm thinking of talking about is worth writing down, and eventually just being frustrated and staring at a blank screen for a while before this. So I'm breaking my own rules by posting this, but.. *weary shrug*
My fingers are tied in knots; unless it's bitching about something I've never got anything to say, and I hate that. I feel like I owe you an apology, somehow. And I'm not coherent enough to express it, so I'm just going to be shy and quiet and shush. I've been sitting here for an hour, first talking about a dream I had that let me know something I've been musing over for the last year or so is not gone, then deciding it sounded too alarmist and erasing it, and then thinking about needing to limit the amount of whining I do because I know it annoys people, and then worrying that nothing I'm thinking of talking about is worth writing down, and eventually just being frustrated and staring at a blank screen for a while before this. So I'm breaking my own rules by posting this, but.. *weary shrug*