I've played this debacle over and over in my mind on whether or not I should let some of my friends in on this little secret (blog) of mine. I'm not hiding anything, so what is the point? Exactly nothing. It is the last bit of space that has been hidden from everyone. With the exception of one person, but they probably don't even read this thing or keep up with it.
I'm currently waiting for my rice to get done. I had a piece of pizza 30 minutes ago, but that wasn't enough.
These strange times. I can't tell if the windows are getting smaller or larger. All I know is I keep throwing myself into these weird spaces. I'm not sure how to react to these things. Somehow I get by and I guess I learn from all these instances. I carry myself across the threshold so many times that I rarely ever notice.
It affects more than just me and my every right. I haven't paid enough attention to my friends. With good reason though, they live in other cities. But the communication gap shouldn't be that far apart, least not in today's terms. I had one friend get married over the summer - eye opening experience. Now, another friend is engaged.
I wonder more about the future than ever. The day was intent on making take notice of the past. Something I try not to dwell on too much. So I gave up and I went back into the past. And tried to find correlations between topics of interest. This won't be the last time.
We talk to much. But I like it.
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