Vaguely Venting
2005-10-10, 1:50 a.m.
What a rut. I'm in a rut.
For a while I stopped thinking. Actually contemplating things. I had a good moment last night. I just wrote my thoughts in my little green book. It could be called another diary. I post in so many places. I'm happy to have these things. I can figure myself out and I can figure others out. It just depends on my level of privacy. For someone who isn't extremely open I say a lot to these things. At times, it gets me into trouble. Or more ruts. It's not comforting to think that what I feel personally and post publically ...no, I can't finish that sentence, I did get myself into it.
We're here by ourselves. We're here for ourselves. It's solitude.
I'm vaguely venting.