Once I actually go through the process of finishing one of my many writing projects, I think I'll try self publishing through the use of eBooks and Smashwords. A little wary but I have to realize that it might be time to take matters into my own hands. I'm writing, so that's a start!
A journey of self discovery that will hopefully bring me back to a place that I can truly call home, no matter where I am physically.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Note to self:
Should the opportunity to get married ever arise, elope. Making people go through the hassle of trying to find an appropriate dress/outfit is just wrong. Besides, who would want to witness what is essentially a woman being sold to a man in an over the top, overly expensive dress that's only getting worn once anyways?
Monday, May 9, 2011
To those out there who bother celebrating Mother's Day, Happy Mother's Day.
For an update as to what caused my prolonged absence, other than having moved in April (the first of that month actually), there isn't much reason. Internet issues which only serve as a partial excuse before that. I just didn't particularly feel like there was any reason to post. Work is work and friends are friends. Nothing dramatic or out of the ordinary.
Hell week here has passed. As always. The ennui had set in long before it did.
Just in a bit of a funk. The serotonin has been drained from my system after a prolonged sense of exposure. I feel more like my old self. Chest hammering sense of depression that seeps in unannounced and unwanted. Smart ass remarks that would normally come off as quick quips are filtered through and turned deadpan. Laughter and smiles have turned forced painful. Thoughts have taken a downward turn.
Not to the point of suicide. I've been down that road to a point. It's one that I dare not venture down it again. I've taken to enjoying my life to an extent. Slowly trying to enjoy it more. One needn't rush into these sorts of things.
Ha, a quirk of the lips. One that didn't feel completely forced for the first time in the past few evenings.
I suppose that is my sign that this sort of catharsis has done it's work for the evening. I'll see about other forms later.
Until then, I bid what readers who've stumbled upon this mess of a blog a good evening, and promise that i will try to post again soon. And with a greater frequency than I have been recently.
For an update as to what caused my prolonged absence, other than having moved in April (the first of that month actually), there isn't much reason. Internet issues which only serve as a partial excuse before that. I just didn't particularly feel like there was any reason to post. Work is work and friends are friends. Nothing dramatic or out of the ordinary.
Hell week here has passed. As always. The ennui had set in long before it did.
Just in a bit of a funk. The serotonin has been drained from my system after a prolonged sense of exposure. I feel more like my old self. Chest hammering sense of depression that seeps in unannounced and unwanted. Smart ass remarks that would normally come off as quick quips are filtered through and turned deadpan. Laughter and smiles have turned forced painful. Thoughts have taken a downward turn.
Not to the point of suicide. I've been down that road to a point. It's one that I dare not venture down it again. I've taken to enjoying my life to an extent. Slowly trying to enjoy it more. One needn't rush into these sorts of things.
Ha, a quirk of the lips. One that didn't feel completely forced for the first time in the past few evenings.
I suppose that is my sign that this sort of catharsis has done it's work for the evening. I'll see about other forms later.
Until then, I bid what readers who've stumbled upon this mess of a blog a good evening, and promise that i will try to post again soon. And with a greater frequency than I have been recently.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)