Don't you hate how Triscuts can become a paste in your mouth if you chew them long enough and don't drink anything?
Yeah.. me too....
...I need more rum...
Yep... lots of lawn mowing to do today.
Started my day on a shopping spree for the office... papertowels, TP, a high-reach window cleaner so I can get the outside of the windows... a de-humidifier with air-filter to help keep the office less than muggy.
Considering an A/C unit as well, but it's still rather cool down there naturally.
I'll wait for the complaints.
Exciting f'in Sunday, eh?
Just caught up reading journals...
...I was in a funk for the last week or so. I'm not sure why. The thought of coming here recently has repulsed me.
I just didn't want to see what anyone had to say. Maybe I needed a break. Maybe the day-to-day has finally burned me out.
I realized I worry too much about what other people think. Especially when it comes to things more artistic. What I put out here for all to see; my crappy poetry and mediocre photography specifically...
I look at the things I post and think, this is crap. Then I fret over what other people think... how assinine. Why should I care? Why do I even make it public? If I'm truly doing it for myself, for my own expression, why not just keep it to myself?
I'm starting to think, that is what real journaling is. And this... this is just an extension of communication. Like this very entry... basically a way of sending a message to a bunch of people, and nothing else...
So, I'm done with it.
I realized a lot of other things too... over the past week. A lot of self-reflecting. I let go of a lot of anger.
Now there are other things I need to say good-bye to as well...
I don't use VR's Journal as my own Journal, no way. Even private messages can and are going to be read here by those who can.
Things I have seen and listened to here repulse me also, but hey karma has a way of throwing things back again. Kudos, I like your artwork and thoughts Birra :)
I am frequently amused and entertained by your writings, and just as often enthralled with your photography.
I love reading your journal, but I do recognise the feeling you have had. I had it at the end of my livejournal time. Something I used to enjoy became a chore and finally something I shrank back from. I think it is something you have to naturally feel like doing, and not feel any kind of pressure with. The second you think you HAVE to write, you cease to enjoy it.
Yup what Irony just said.
I really enjoy reading your journal but mine is a careful selection of what I am prepared to share with people
birra, each and every time I share something a little "artistic" I fret. I worry that it's crap. You've even seen me remove something and take a deep breath before putting it back out there. But ultimately, it's good for me and probably for you, too. It feels good to go back and remember taking that risk.
I would greatly miss your journal. Greatly.
You know this, but I'm going to say it anyway. Nothing you put up here is crap. NOTHING. Your words are always moving, whether it be to laughter, tears, or simple thoughts.
I think every one of us frets over what we post here. But, we don't do it to get attention. We post because it is an expression of self. A further declaration of the uniqueness of us.
You encouraged me to write again. That encouragement helped to free some of the troubles from my mind. I hope you continue to amuse us with your words. Not because we will be reading, but because it helps free the worries from your mind.
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