Hello all, I’m not too bad today. Life has been tumultuous lately,
nothing steady going on. I’ve had a big flood and lost all my belongings. I
decided to throw all my possessions away shortly beforehand, emptying my flat –
the flood seen off the rest of the remainder of my belongings. What’s the
difference between possessions and belongings? I didn’t even have a wheelie bin
to my name (just got one delivered today)! Yeah, I’m still living there. Anyway,
there’s too much to talk about so I don’t know where to start. Supernatural
masks, assassination attempts, incarceration, money loss – I’m just waffling as
usual waiting for something meaningful to say to crop up.
Might as well blog, talk to somebody/nobody. Writing is
non-existent. I feel the need, yet can’t execute. I want to do all sorts of
things and fill time, yet seem unable to. I’m trying my best to be as public
and visible as possible, although to be honest it’s hard to get out of bed and
Face The Day sometimes. This is a simple exercise to get the touch-type fingers
going. I fear if I don’t write either this or something else soon I’ll forget
the ability altogether. I could write about my emotions, but the sensitive emo
chicks into self-harming do it so much better.
I met one last month in a group. She was absolutely stunning
in extravagant make-up and revealing clothes. I didn’t know where to look so I
ended up falling into her eyes. What I saw there: Beauty, Sadness, Warmth,
leads me to pen this little piece of few word about her. I really do hope I see
her again. Spectacularly striking, doubtlessly flawless, fit as anything, the
hottest babe I’ve ever spoken to in the flesh. If we meet again and you are
pointed to this, Courtney, I love you and I’m not ashamed to say it. I hope
your Head People are giving you an easy time!
