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I shouldn't talk. When I speak, I don't think too long about what I say and this can be troublesome. Typing is risky as well because it gives me time to think up something stupid, convince myself that it's not stupid, and then leave it there for people to read over and over and over ( Read more... )

I haven't been especially close to God lately. I can say that I notice a real difference between who I am when I am close to Him and who I am when I've been ignoring Him. We break the "law" because we know of it. We know of it because of Eve. Now we are trapped by sin. Aside from small children, there are no innocent people. As Jesus once said ( Read more... )

I had a good talk with Fiorella tonight. Short, not many words, I really just wanted to sit with her, I didn't want to talk much. It felt so good when I showed up at her house to just lay my head in her lap. All I wanted to do was rest with her ( Read more... )

My mind is numb. Have I died and I'm just too stubborn to admit it? I don't know, these last few days don't feel real. I'm not happy. Not happy. There is something not happy about me. Oh, maybe because I'm just not happy...Why? I don't know, I'm just not feeling so great the last couple days.

So today I have been a little off. . . I didn't have much to say, I wasn't much for conversation. I find myself with nothing to say more and more. Whats wrong with me? Is it because I'm having one of my fall outs when it comes to my faith? Not a fall out, but I'm just being lazy, passing up time to spend with God. I'm not praying as much ( Read more... )

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He's kinda dorky in his videos, but this is Tim Armstrong of Rancid. His solo album is in my freakin head now all the time. "A poets life."

Writing is a good practice. Well now-a-days typing or "word processing" is a good practice. Doesn't matter what you call it, I know you mean and I know what I mean, so you just read a lot of text that wasn't really worth reading. How about them apples ( Read more... )

. . .did I end up here? I think cyberspace is getting smaller and I am now proverably running in a virtual circle. Does anyone really read these things any more? Dammit this reminds me of high school. Remember high school? Yeah, me neither.

I think I'll use this place as a journal once again. At least a little bit.