Joy Unconfined

Mincing words. So much within, and so little willingness to let it all out; really, openly, honestly out. Why? Because I am secretive by nature. Some people call it depth, some refer to layers, or a chameleon-like ability to change for environment. All I know is that I am different things to different people. I [...]

Sometimes it’s so refreshing to just waste time on trivial enjoyment. Refill the reservoir…

One by one, my freedoms are being bled away from me, and no one seems to care to stop it. Please, government officials, STOP THE MADNESS! FBI Wants to Watch You Type This scares the bejeezus out of me.

And now I’ve added a link to yet another blog. Oh, the lunacy!

More stream of consciousness. I think too much. Well, other people might say that. I personally feel that I don’t think enough and feel far more than I should. So today I was thinking, why do I know the people I know, like the people I like. What draws me to some individuals, and why [...]

Stream of Consciousness… Love. What is it? Does it exist? I’ve often questioned that value of what most people call ‘love’. Romance, that ephemeral sensation; twist in the belly; pleasant frisson of anticipation skittering over the skin; yearning; hoping; smiling; wistful. And having felt it, repeatedly, I’ve come to a conclusion: It’s crap. Yes, yes, [...]

Strange. Does the cutting of one’s hair really make such a great change? Apparently. I have bangs for the first time in many years. My hair is still long, but already someone has looked at me and said, “The bangs…they give you more attitude.” Now what does THAT mean, exactly? So now will I be [...]

Ok, so here’s the thing… Artsy people are nuts. Does it HAVE to be a prerequisite that artsy people are just downright emotional and hyper-sensitive? No, I’m not going into it. I’m just too drained. Too many personalities. I am wilted.

Once more, with feeling…

And yet again…ze fixing of ze settings.