well! for this year, it's been mostly writer's block so far. sometimes i need to remember this whole kinda thing doesn't come as easily as it used to... and in turn, sounds sometimes forced or stifled. well, p'shaw. at least i'm seizing this little moment. from 2004-2008, writing was a force that flowed from me. i don't know what it is. i guess after realizing that i'm a horrible communicator combined with being overcome with too damn much going on and no outlet in sight, i realized just how truly confused i was with myself. i'm making an effort to change this. i like me some stability. i'm really hoping everything continues to tend to move in a positive direction. the realization followed by some serious effort has proved successful. it's been rough as hell, and i know hard times aren't over, but we can do it, and i can get through it all. it's absolutely worth it.
i've been all over AND have gotten myself lost. even if it doesn't really make sense, i know there was purpose in this little session.
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Lindsay,
I feel so much the same way, as same as a person can feel to another person, never being exact, but drawing as closely as possible.
I've read almost all of your blog entries (and back from myspace even) since 2006 or so when we came in contact in this cyber world.
And so I can see how our arcs have somewhat paralleled each other's.
Damn words. Damn writing.
It doesn't matter. You're still beautiful and always will be.
So remember that much, at least,
and you'll be fine. And I'm not speaking in superficial terms here. Rarely do I ever anyway.
I'm still hoping we get coffee sometime. It's odd maybe, but in my heart and mind you are a wonderful friend, despite time and distance.
Not sure if that's mutual. But whatever. I thought you should know.
Cheers.
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