rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


It's as though part of my brain doesn't want certain things to be written about by the part of my brain that wants to write about them. Maybe the censorious part of my brain thinks these things are too dangerous. Maybe it thinks they are embarrassing. Maybe it thinks they are a silly waste of time. And maybe it just thinks the other part of my brain doesn't write well enough to do them justice. Whatever the reason, I have started and abandoned posts several times today. They just won't be what I want them to be. Of course, it's entirely possible that I simply have no idea what I want to say. Worse, I might be getting bored with myself. I sort of expect other people to get bored with me, and that doesn't bother me. But if I get bored with myself I'm going to end up vegetating in front of the television. I just know it. Maybe I should take to drink. I might still get bored with myself, but I wouldn't know it.

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