Morning: That's what it is, and with it, new considerations, for want of a better word. What seems like a "normal" human thing, get up, go to work, do stuff, go home, do stuff, don't do stuff. Only, it's not really that simple is it. Not that I'm saying its difficult you understand, not that, it's not really, it's a pretty autonomous existence, except for all the meaning and and significance we ourselves place upon day to day happenings. And not just significant events, though they do have their place and effect in the world. An example of what I'm rambling about would be this morning, some guy stuck in traffic, being a twunt, trying to negotiate his way around a school bus in rush hour traffic, nearly getting his wing smushed in for his efforts, then beeping away on his horn as the traffic wasn't moving as quick as he'd have liked, well, that's what I assumed was happening anyway, I thought, Arsehole. And he probably was, I don'...
So, here I am starting a blog. I know there's loads out there, and, quite frankly, that's not an issue to be honest. I'm not writing this for anyone other than myself. Selfish right? Nah, this is just one of those things. I used to keep a diary in my Yoof, but, my wrist isn't as strong as it used to be, and paper just isn't that environmentally friendly. Not that that's a reason either, but it's something people say I think. No, this is for me, and, whoever else stumbles across it and starts reading it, and whether or not they relate to it, or hate it, or whatever. This is who it's for. And now the why... So why am I writing it? Cathartic. It's like a way to purge. Sometimes, writing things down can be a help when you're self analyzing, we all do it, let's not get off the wrong foot and pretend we don't. Unless you don't know that you do. But you do. Even if you say you don't. I don't believe you, and that makes absolutely...