Monday, September 17, 2007

intellectual intercourse

i don't want to do a new post, but i feel the urge to write.
so that is what i will do.
without concern for who will read it.
can i do that?
i don't want to have a private journal.
i've done plenty of that in my life
and the journals are like ghosts of memories.
ephemeral.
faint.
what do i see?
the same ol' same ol'
really.
me being all existentialistic and angsty
over and over and over again.
so here i am
doing it still
like a crazy person
and why?
because i like to type?
because i need an escape?
a friend?
something.