rebirth
This journal of mine is undergoing some changes. First... i'm deleting off the oldest entries and may or may not continue that up to this month. So if you want to get in on the old dirt, better start readin' now! As far as that goes, I decided it wasn't stuff I needed to share any longer. It attests to the growth that has taken place but I realized it needed not attestation. I have, however, enjoyed parts of the revisit. The friends that were in my life at the time, the stage and nature of the connection with them and the ongoings of my outings.
On the other side of this deal, i've got some writings to add; to share. I haven't produced alot but it has been a good outlet for me lately. I've been getting myself lost in books like never before. I read three in the last two weeks and got to the library today (a regular visit now) to leave with: Even Cowgirls Get The Blues by Tom Robbins and Civilization and its Discontents by Sigmund Freud
I also went to a thrift store with my bro that I wouldn't have known existed if it weren't for looking in the phone book. I left with a really cool pair of black pants, a fricken' rad pair of striped socks that go up to my knees and a bundle of knitting & crocheting needles. More to come...
On the other side of this deal, i've got some writings to add; to share. I haven't produced alot but it has been a good outlet for me lately. I've been getting myself lost in books like never before. I read three in the last two weeks and got to the library today (a regular visit now) to leave with: Even Cowgirls Get The Blues by Tom Robbins and Civilization and its Discontents by Sigmund Freud
I also went to a thrift store with my bro that I wouldn't have known existed if it weren't for looking in the phone book. I left with a really cool pair of black pants, a fricken' rad pair of striped socks that go up to my knees and a bundle of knitting & crocheting needles. More to come...