Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Dear Blogspot,

I am sorry. I am so sorry it's been so long. I think about you quite often. Re: previous post - I work too much. Did I mention though that I'm really good at what I do?

Recent developments:
Depression subsiding. Thank the gods. Fell in love with Doctor Who. Fell in love with knitting again. Fell out of love with the man I've been on again off again with for years. More so on again for the last 2 or so.

Stuff I did yesterday: Went to the doctor, got my oil changed, got gas, did some laundry, and brushed my teeth. Twice. It feels oddly amazing taking care of myself and things. Also custom built a pair of Converse shoes (kind of because of David Tennant's wardrobe and the whole Converse and suit thing, kind of because I've always loved them, and mostly because they no longer make awesome Joint style RocketDogs. Don't get me started on any of this subject I'll talk for days about how inane it is they don't offer half sizes on the style of Converse I wanted, how horrible the current Joint style RocketDogs are, etc etc. See?). I'll post pics when I get them. They're going to be fantastic in ways I have yet to imagine.

Personal notes: I think about the guys I work with a lot. It's all I really do anymore as far as socialization. They're my extended family, what can I say? We eat together and play together. Each and everyone has a special place in my heart. Even my boss - God help us.

I felt this odd moment of joy and sadness at the same time earlier. I was thinking about this new love I have for being alive, and all the things that have happened over the last several years. Joy in life's mystery, and sorrow for being hurt. It took me a long time to admit hurt. It's going to take a while before admitting hurt on the recent ex. I guess in a way I just did. There's more to it than that, though. Right now I'm still a bit pissed off.

In sifting through this huge ball of everything, every emotion, I've found something very special. I've found me again. I've found the things that make me dream, and soon - very very soon - I will start writing again.

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