Anyway. I figure I should blog at LEAST once a month.
I don't know. I'm actually feeling inclined to like, type...a lot. Well not a lot, it's kind of late, and I should probably sleep and all that, but...I just feel like I should type. Or, relate some kind of story. Something...something...I don't know.
So what's new? Not much, really. Same old thing, doing this, doing that. Life's all generally the same.
So why am I typing out this blog? You know, I don't really know. I don't even know who actually reads this now. What with everyone having their own lives and being busy with kids or school or jobs or whatever. And...it makes me kind of sad, because I miss the good old days I used to have with everyone. Not just a specific time or anything but the times when I would associate with these people and we'd laugh and have fun and...just...share the emotion. It didn't necessarily have to be good ones.
But where is that now? One of my friends used to tell me that I was sooooooooo good with keeping in touch with people but I never felt that way. It always felt like I was always losing touch with everyone. And maybe that has to do with me, losing touch with myself. Here I am, in the dark of night, typing away at a blog that no one might ever read. Living a rather...mundane life. Where's the joy? Where's the accomplishment? Where's the...sense of satisfaction. I know that I have to go and make these things out for myself but...I can't. It's just...how it is. And somewhere deep down, I've accepted for myself that I can't do these things. Maybe I dwell on the past too much. Maybe I'm too worried about the future. Maybe I don't make enough change in my life. MAYBE MAYBE MAYBE.
I wish I had someone to talk to. When I say someone, I mean someone I can ACTUALLY talk to. Like, I can tell them anything, they can tell me anything, la di da...yeah. Anytime of the year. You know? I guess you don't. That's okay. No one does.
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