|Anyone get the impression I can't make up my damn mind?
||[Jun. 29th, 2005|09:56 pm]
It's called insanity. And I'm feeling rather in it's grips at the moment. *shrug*
Unfortunately, I haven't had much time to write lately. Work has been crazy lately and I've, quite frankly, been avoiding the computer, the TV and the telephone.
Fuck it. I'm just flat out anti-social recently.
When I get it all sorted out, or at least have time to even *think* about sorting it out, I'll probably have my usual rash of spam in my LJ.
In the last few weeks, I've flip-flopped a lot on how I feel about this place. Not so much livejournal, but MY livejournal.
I go back and read my writing and wonder if I could ever be mistaken for sane. Up, down, sideways. Am I really nuts? Why do I change my mind so much? Is the fact that I am doing all this exploring and changing a good thing? A bad thing? A step in SOME direction?
I know I've changed and grown by leaps and bounds, so why do I feel like I've suddenly backslid into some pit? I mean, really.
For the moment, and I can't promise that I won't feel differently tomorrow...but for the moment, I've unprivatized all of my entries. Not even friends only. The only exceptions are the rare totally private entry and a few entries that have pictures of children belonging to other people. Aside from that, it's open season.