I Miss LiveJournal...
When I had my surgery for my gallbladder, I remember sitting on the couch in a morphine induced haze twitching slight with the desire to let everyone know I was okay, that I'd come through surgery alright, and that I was going to be fine.
The thing that facilitated that was LiveJournal.
I do have the desire to connect. I want to be a part of other people's lives, but, I want to do it from a comfortable distance.
I do want to be part of things again, however, with my insane schedule (13 hour days 5-6 days a week with three hours of commute...) it can be a little difficult to be involved.
I've always loved writing, just as much as I've loved art.
Maybe I'll get back into this, maybe I won't. No promises, since, I can't stick to nearly anything. Ha!
It may be a whole lot of Legend of Zelda / Five Nights at Freddy's dribble, but, that's what I'm into.
Yay, journal.
The thing that facilitated that was LiveJournal.
I do have the desire to connect. I want to be a part of other people's lives, but, I want to do it from a comfortable distance.
I do want to be part of things again, however, with my insane schedule (13 hour days 5-6 days a week with three hours of commute...) it can be a little difficult to be involved.
I've always loved writing, just as much as I've loved art.
Maybe I'll get back into this, maybe I won't. No promises, since, I can't stick to nearly anything. Ha!
It may be a whole lot of Legend of Zelda / Five Nights at Freddy's dribble, but, that's what I'm into.
Yay, journal.