So yes. I haven't written in a while. And by write, I mean really write. Instead of the normal 2 paragraphs and then seemingly vanish.
I'm well aware that I've been lacking in the writing department up to late.
And yes I'm also aware that the point of daily journal/diary/blog entry/etc. is to have a basis by which I can work with as a memory log.
Something that I can tap and then move forwards.
A blank canvas that I'll not be able to edit. But that holds something more than I had originally hoped for.
That is what I crave and want in life. Or is it.
I'll admit that much like some of my tweets up to late, the stuff I end up writing down is a mix of the random thought processes that have fired off within my mind. Without any real guidance they come out as jumbled mixtures of words and characters (and if could find a way to translate them, images too)
Because I don't think like most of my friends (at least I presume I don't). Instead I am what I am and the words that I end up saying are my own.
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