Today is just… meh.
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It’s been over two weeks since I’ve updated here. I’ve been tweeting, but that’s about it. If the last few blog entries I did post were any indicators, then you could probably guess why I’ve been quiet.
Anyway, I’m back.
How does one stay foolishly positive in the face of the walls closing in on them? I feel we’re doomed as a species, and no one cares. Let’s talk about chubby royal babies and that show with dragons and the siblings that fuck each other. Let’s do that instead of considering that our air supply is poison and our corporate-owned government overlords are killing our future generations for profit while we watch and wait for a savior that doesn’t exist.
No…? Fuck it. I don’t want to be a downer.
I am the rough in which you find a diamond. My mind is unkempt, a box of wasps and spiders. I’m ready, willing, and able to use cliches to prove a point.
…or it’s just Monday and I feel like journaling nonsense
I know I’ve been missing for a week and change, but I’m back.
…and I’m about to leave again.
There are some things you can’t avoid. The truth, for one, is not one of these things. You can dodge facts like Neo dodges bullets. You can hide in a pond from a swarm if you have a reed to help you breath like a cartoon character. You can get a shield to hide behind.
But the lies… Those you can’t avoid.
Ever wake up, feeling like a new person? I had this theory a while back. Maybe our souls refresh themselves. Today is a new day, but how new? Sure, I can go through the same old rhythms and the same dull routines, but that doesn’t mean I’m the same guy who did this same old shit yesterday. Does it?