...hi. I think it's time I did this; recorded everything I think and feel because I'm sick of feeling like I'm not going to wake up tomorrow. I was in the shower tonight and I realised that I think so many things and I find it so hard to keep track of them all, but they all seem to be interrelated. So I figured the best way to work out how they all intersect is to write it down (write in that loose, text-based meaning that we so flittingly apply to 'typing' these days) and look back over it. I don't want to start it today, but I already have a million things to say. I'll start to really write tomorrow, when it's not midnight.
That is, if I wake up tomorrow. It hurts to even write this, though I know I'm just trying to be witty. I can barely get over my own stifling superstition to write that sentence and click 'publish', knowing that I'm tempting some sort of cosmic retribution. Really, I'm not trying to tempt anyone. Just please let me keep waking up.
Touchwood.
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