I peeked through old files in an attempt to find something to blog about today. Something to fill the promise I made to myself to post at least once a week. My peeking was futile. Instead of dusty old words from my past, here are some of my dusty old thoughts from the present.
I can’t get excited about something if it involves being around groups of people, but pizza helps.
I can’t wait to start reading Theodore Dreiser’s “Trilogy of Desire”.
I haven’t tweeted since Monday, but I have been online.
I wasn’t online Wednesday, which is often my offline day.
Social Media can sometimes feel like the loneliest place in the universe.
They say write what you know, so I write about emotionally damaged people.
I downloaded the e-books of Dark Excursions onto my Kindle App over the free weekend, because even I wouldn’t pay for my words.
Silence is a nice way of having nothing nice to say.
I’m often faced with silence.
I lost my “the world is wonderful and everything is peachy-keen terrific” mask, if I ever even owned such an annoying and unrealistic thing.
I need more caffeine today, or a nap.
P.S. Here is a post from a Tuesday past…