May 21, 2008

I don't think I have much strength left in me to go on...So, often I find myself wanting to run away from this stress and constant confusion.

Well...nobody ever said life was fair.  Why do I not get this. I must be aging...no better still I must be dying. Lets top that...I think I am already dead.

I see so many busy faces...constantly contained in their lives...they are probably happy. How do they do it?

I do not think I can realte much to anything anymore.

Heck, lets get back to living I guess...even if its real mean.

----------
Been reading a lot of random blogs lately...and its amazing how live journals can be so limp...no shread of original opinions or lively mind speak ( and it includes this one as well)
Everyone is opinionated for sure...there just seems so much mindless banter. I dont see much of a direction...or inspired writing.

Which, is actually quite sad, given the quantum jump in avenues to expression of mind.
One sees a lot of expression...but very little mind.
Humbugsville.

-------------





DESIGNED BY ECLAIR DESIGNS