I'm not sure what, every few months, drives me to write something in this old, trashed and neglected blog. I'm sure it has to do with an affinity for the feeling of nostalgia, and it could be an occasional desire to touch base with times past and the people from it, an indirect means of letting people who cared for me, and whom I was once very ( Read more... )

Last night was glorious ( Read more... )

 Ah, yes ( Read more... )

The more I am reading Ayn Rand's philosophy, the more I am enjoying it. It's more in depth than Terry Goodkind's base level which is described more through actions of others than through the verbalized meaning of those actions. While I am still puttering through the literary fiction and haven't had a chance to read other novels or works by her yet ( Read more... )

Life is beautiful

 Funny what a little fresh air can do for someone.

Feeling much better.

Need to spend more time in the woods.

 I can't quite decide which it is that I currently feel ( Read more... )

 Well ( Read more... )

 Ah ( Read more... )

 I've had a brief conversation of late with someone I don't particularly care for, but whom got me thinking about a particular subject that has always left a sore spot.

Much of this has made it's way into the beautiful journal I picked up in Squamish, but in a differing way. It's more colorful and dynamic that what this journal allows me to get ( Read more... )