I have no idea what prompted me to come to this site. I think it has something to do with my morbid tendency to mentally and emotionally re-evaluate myself every few years. This is made possible by the bread-crumb-like journal entries from various sources I've left myself to follow for fuck knows how long. So, I find myself here ( Read more... )

"The future sits ahead, as always, looming, laughing at our audacity to guess what it could hold." - Milo ( Read more... )

This time a year ago, I thought I was going to get into a Master's program and become a Forensic Psychologist. I took out loans, beat the shit out of myself in an online class, and then dropped the program like an old shoe ( Read more... )

I hope I'll -always- respond this way when reading back over 6-month-old entries: wanting nothing more than to give myself a hug. Not really out of comfort, but out of amazed, bittersweet joy. Why? Because no matter what kind of heart-shredding disappointment I manage to fall into after raising myself up on gargantuan mountains of hope, I always ( Read more... )

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Blood and flesh fails where a machine moves forward ( Read more... )

"For there is in the mind of man a love for slight changes in all things." -Charles DarwinNothing hurts more than that point in your life when you realize you're in your own way. You're the obstacle, the sneering voice, the unsupportive friend, the indecisive shrug. You always have been. You've realized this more than once. But you can't shove ( Read more... )

I used to have a joke that involved me getting fed up with the requirements of life and running off into the wilderness to be a crazy hermit. In turn, I'm reminded of a favorite joke of Eddy Izzard - something along the lines of "an executive transvestite named Steve, who lives in a cave and collects shoes... like ya' do ( Read more... )

I've got to find another job. Sitting here in this cramped little store, alone, with barely any customers, and the wind constantly opening and slamming the front door... Oh my non-existant god ( Read more... )

This is kind of a nice solitude.

My name is Sam.
I'll be 23 this year.
I drink tea every day.
I work for 8 USD per hour.
I don't really earn that money.
I need want more school ( Read more... )