Any Which Way to Smile

A realization has occured...

There is no longer any desire to become close to anyone that reads my journal. The insignificant details everyone writes about is no longer encouraging to me. I'd rather write about feelings and important happenings. I can't be honest on my Live Journal anymore.

Came home early last night from work, due to sneezing on a pasta platter. Then After a small amount of lactose-free macaroni and cheese, and some peanutbutter on a spoon; there was this exploding urge to talk to someone. To speak freely about things in my life.

I needed to vent, I think.

But I figured I didn't want to inconvenience anyone through the phone with that, so I wrote in a real journal. One with a black G-2 pen. There was a lot of nonsense and random quotes involved. Thoughts from the back of my mind, and I hadn't exposed my mind through paper in a very long time. So none of it made sense. But atleast I felt better, emotionally.

Yesterday was kind of tough for me. Saying goodbye and all. But it's not a goodbye forever... Just a goodbye for now. Still, it's a pending thought, and I'm sort of sitting still at the moment... I suppose that has to do with my being lethargic and stuffy in the forehead.

All, the same... I did make an appointment with Lance, my glassblowing mentor, for Wednesday. And I can't wait to get started again. To jump back into the productive Merry-go-Round.

posted by Tim @ 11:46 AM