I guess I always held a child-like fantasy that if I followed the natural path of my heart's passion, the pain that was welled within me would find a natural course of relief. I imagined it to be much like a swelling lake that pours itself out as a river towards the infinite ocean. Someday, I believed, I would overflow my natural boundaries, and ( Read more... )

Some days that bottle is just not far enough away from my mind's trembling fingers. Some days life just seems to be a gauntlet of cattle prods, ushering us on towards nothing but emptiness. Today has been one of those days ( Read more... )

It's so much easier to be angry at someone than to truly be loving and understanding. It kind of reminds me of tending a fire.. a small fire is like love in a way, it's romantic and keeps you warm if you tend it just right... a giant inferno is like anger, it's easy to keep going.. just keep throwing giant hunks of wood on to the fire. Anger though ( Read more... )

My general philosophy on life can probably be best summed up in the simple two words, "directed drifting." Though I may often let a current carry me, I choose which currents to follow and when to head to a new one. I try to become a part of my surroundings, but I choose which surroundings to become a part of. I try to apply this to all aspects ( Read more... )

One person has been here today besides myself. Yesterday I had about 7 hits and 4 of them were me checking on things and re-reading old entries. I guess I'd be offended if I felt like I were still saying what I was when I was getting 40+ reads a day. Maybe people are getting busy with summer activities, but I neither doubt nor care that that's ( Read more... )

For those of you who don't already know, "tomorrow" is Gimpy speak for "the better part of a week from now". I guess I might as well start off with the reasons why today sucked ( Read more... )

Well, I just got done chalking up another 65 points towards my next Moron of the Year Award. I had to answer the question of what to eat for dinner tonight and I decided to fry up some of the sausage that I had chilling in the freezer. So I took it out and threw it in the sink with some warm running water just like I always do with all my frozen ( Read more... )

I need help. It's getting to be far too often where I can't clear my head to write and it's carrying over into everything else. I need that release but it feels like the pipes are just clogged up. What do you do when you can't get something out, when you need to just clear your head so that you can write? Any suggestions would be greatly ( Read more... )

As of Sunday, I'm a taken man ( Read more... )

I've come to a point where much of the time I loathe writing in my journal. It's not that I don't have anything to write about. I thought that that was exactly what it was, until I found myself so often empassioned with a need to write and then a paragraph and half into anything would signal a sudden switch to a passion to drive my head into the ( Read more... )