Here I am again. And unfortunately, with nothing to say...But wait, lets see what arises from my beautiful brain (and, no I really don't think it is beautiful: just very useful.)...
I don't want to talk about what's going on my life: it could turn me into (as Melissa says), a scardy monster. NOTHING TO SEE HERE, people, please look to the left of the ride and remain buckled in.
Moment for reflection...perhaps.
I could discuss something very intellectual: like the battle of the sexes, which lets face it, has been discussed in depth by greater minds than mine. So that's out.
Do you ever get the feeling that everything you think, believe or said, has been thought, believed or said before? Not a single original thought in your head. It's depressing.
I try not to think of it too much. I would rather focus on the beauty of a thought than it's originality. Well at least I try. There are times when I feel like an overwhelming fake, spreading thoughts not my own. Yep, I am a big faker, well in my head anyway.
I was saying a friend today how badly I wanted next year to be a good year. One in which no one died, no one got sick, no one got sent to jail, and no one lost. Because these past few years have been shit. And I am sick of it.
Ahhh I was trying so hard for a positive post. Well, I am in a moody funk...so there..