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One and Done
Doing that thing, trying to rebuild my habit of daily writing. Missed yesterday, it's just been "a lot" lately.
A long time ago a friend of mine told me they couldn't read my blogs, because he felt they were too depressing and I think I carried that weight of "how does my writing affect other people" ever since then, and in a lot of ways that holds ( Read more... ) -
Making Habits
Days N Daze: Post Party Depression: peel the mask away
Feels like every time I feel the need or want to write, journal, release brain to page it's all about how long it's been since I've done it.
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Memories of Tomorrow
Every time I go to blog these days it immediately goes to a place of nostalgia. I'm so tempted to start every post with "I used to this" or "remember when that"... I never feel excited to talk about things I'm doing, going to do, the future, etc.
Where did that go?
Frankly I've been running on empty for nearly 6 years now. I'm not blaming the girls ( Read more... ) -
Everything Tastes Like Salt
I've been fighting this virus for what must be nearly two weeks. I hit the peak last Friday which literally knocked me on my ass so hard I couldn't stay conscious for longer than a few minutes here and there until it was nearly Sunday. I wasn't able to eat anything either, I drank water and juice when I could manage to get up.
Then as I was on the ( Read more... ) -
Calm Down and Destroy
This is a bit of forced entry, I'm making myself put the virtual pen to the virtual paper. Exercise exercising my demons. I have a jumble in my brain, a bee's nest swarming and buzzing and concentration has been hard for years.
I live so often in nostalgia, in the impulse to start every passage with the nagging brain pull of the past.
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Life Updates
It's been a million years since I started my journey here on LJ (or 19). I've taken vast breaks, returned to check on the void of nothing and left again and again, and why should this time be any different?
It might, it might no be, but where I once stood a single guy recently moved to Hollywood with dreams and aspirations; here's where I am...
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New Year. Old Past.
I've travelled the world as we know it, socially, internetty, in other words virtually. The BS muck and mire. The ego stroking, self indulgent, life competition.
I come back from time to time, year to year to this wasteland of what once was.
LJ was my first success, this was my first home on the web, my first learning ground for 'Social Media'. It ( Read more... )
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