PROCRASTINATING FOOL!!!
Reminded miraculously of the existence of my therapeutic blog one can tell that therapy took a vacation.
4 years of lapsed writing, and cumulative thoughts to fill novels will spew in a few sentences and scattered thoughts.
Taking a journey to the thinking rock, stone or whatever it might be coined, I had rushing thoughts of summing up time,>>>>>>>>cant be done.
Suffice to say that time hasn't waited for me to catch up and it never will. As I reread all of the blogging I knew why I do this.
I quit (I think) when I became a facebooker, duh there is a difference.
Facebook is just that in your face, this is a message in a bottle. If anyone remembers where I am they can read it but for me its not that the message is read, just written.
So lets say that when my heart was touched today which reminded me of this blog it was a whisper to come back to the comfort of my thoughts.
I read and remembered, everything, every feeling, thought, tragic and joyful and time hasn't waited
Reminded miraculously of the existence of my therapeutic blog one can tell that therapy took a vacation.
4 years of lapsed writing, and cumulative thoughts to fill novels will spew in a few sentences and scattered thoughts.
Taking a journey to the thinking rock, stone or whatever it might be coined, I had rushing thoughts of summing up time,>>>>>>>>cant be done.
Suffice to say that time hasn't waited for me to catch up and it never will. As I reread all of the blogging I knew why I do this.
I quit (I think) when I became a facebooker, duh there is a difference.
Facebook is just that in your face, this is a message in a bottle. If anyone remembers where I am they can read it but for me its not that the message is read, just written.
So lets say that when my heart was touched today which reminded me of this blog it was a whisper to come back to the comfort of my thoughts.
I read and remembered, everything, every feeling, thought, tragic and joyful and time hasn't waited
