i'm cheating

i was in a different mood earlier. one that was a bit cheerier by minute degrees. something of a "boy am i glad this day is over" kind of mood. since then, however, it's moved more towards an "i wish my memories had been bleached"sort of thing.

much of my life is stuff i'm willing to share in a semi-anonymous pixels in the ether way, but there are many things i won't. some because they will make me seem more human, and others because it will make me seem less so. unfortunately, right now, all of my thoughts fall here.

there are several reasons for this so if you happen to be one of them, don't worry because at most you're only partially to blame. most of the time the things that come back to me are strange, disgusting, about sausages, funny, absurd, about crackheads, unbelievable, peculiar or about porn. but sometimes they come back and make me miss things, people, feelings....etc....

so that's me right now.



Comments

Laurie said…
I'm in a 'wish I coulda slept later' kinda mood times two.
1:19 PM
Mr Anigans said…
i'm always in that mood
12:39 AM
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