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102. If they existed, they'd hate us.
Home sick for the day.
I never call in to work, but the flu/fever (oddly out of season)
got ahold of me over the weekend, so I made an exception.
So I've been a potato all day. Resting. Playing Alien: Isolation.
Then somehow I got on Youtube. I was eating poptarts, and I
got to wondering...why are they "best eaten frozen" ?!?! I ended
up watching an old pop tarts advertisement. Just don't ask guys,
I cannot explain how I ended up watching pop tart ads on Youtube.
Then (and this is just as unexplainable) somehow I stumbled onto a video on Youtube
regarding a bunch of riots/gatherings over political drama. I'm sure you guys are pr
101. Turn the page, then turn it again.
Time is like sand. And so much of it has slipped through the hourglass since
the last time I visited here. Something about this site feels strange to me now.
Like it was so long ago and so much has changed. I'm not the person I was
back then. That guy had some serious issues! I look back at some of the things
I said or the (really really awful) poetry and I cringe a little bit. I guess as we
grow older we shed the skin of our former selves. I'm not saying I have wings
or an extra hand or anything, but in a lot of ways it feels like "evolving."
I used to get on here all the time. Back when I lived at home. Back when Mom
and Dad wer
100. Two Decades and two years.
Firstly, apologies. Inbox is full of old messages that should have been replied to ages ago.
Second(ly)...how have you guys been?
So here I am again. It's been a LONG time since I last wrote. I didn't think I would ever write here again, honestly. It's too hard to find the time on my own to get on here and write. Even if I had the time to sit uninterrupted and write, the words probably wouldn't flow, anyway.
The memory of this place is bittersweet. So many of the old faces are gone. There's the memory of the good experiences that I've had on this site. Then there's the reason I started writing here in the first place, and suddenly it's not
Log 99. Fears of 2013.
I really hope next year finds you all in good health.
I've been putting off an update for awhile now. But I guess I should probably
write something before the year ends.
I'm still working (full-time, sometimes over-time) at the pipe-threading place
20 minutes away. It doesn't pay as well as it should BUT I'm learning a trade
(of sorts..). I suppose that even though I'm not earning what I should be,
it's still worth it. But then there's the original problem: do I want to thread
pieces of steal for the rest of my life? And the answer is simple: No. I don't.
I've been thinking about it all a lot. I'm in a bit of a rut. I hope to figure out
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