um ( Read more... )

reality is the thing that we fix for ourselves, and I, I am stuck, hardened in this shape that is...that might be me, that is part of me, insofar as I breathe what life I can into it. I have, I realize, spent so much time trying to harden this shape, this life that I am in and was given to play with, and so much time trying to stretch loosely ( Read more... )

Do you know, it's funny the things that blindside you; things that you had left far behind, and no longer think of from day to day. I thought by cleaning out my daily thoughts and having some things show up only once in the proverbial blue moon, that meant that I had actually moved past them...that I was on the OTHER side of the hill, not still ( Read more... )

I do not know wy I even bother ( Read more... )

Sometimes the only way to tell the truth is to show it, and the only way to show it is to lie, and lie both convincingly and not, to tell all the things the truth is not, because we, who are not true beings, cannot see Truth, and so cannot see ourselves for what we are, but see ourselves through imperfection, through the veil of nontruths and ( Read more... )

I have a niece! (well, we're all fairly sure...)
But.

Aurora Leigh, born August 19 2006, 10:34 am.

She has dimples, and snorts when she sleeps.

So...Hooray ( Read more... )

I don't understand (rationally, logically) why I should be bothered/hurt by things I cannot change...

But I am. And I do. And its' that bitter, twisting, poisoning hurt snake that eats; I'd take the good old fashioned maddened thunderstorm anyday.

...Nor do I understand why whining about it should make it better.

Go figure.

First and foremost, there are some people that I need to call, that I promised I'd call, and that I'd like to talk to in general. My only response to this is that a) I suck. Really. But you knew that. and b) This week has kicked my ass so totally that I feel a bit like a truck stomped Alice in Wonderland. If you can even imagine ( Read more... )

To be like me. In fact, I want to be just like me. In fact, I think I want to be just me, and absolutely nobody else whatsoever. I don't want to be like anybody else. It's hard enough just trying to care of being whatever I am, without having to take care of being whatever else other people are. I'm very cool with things in common, and things ( Read more... )