2:34 p.m. - 2007-10-15

So. There has been a lot going on and not much (read: none,) evidence of it. And hey, I could also be lying through my teeth and I could have been in traction for the past couple of weeks. The truth is that I've been sort of up and down, and in-between, and also totally indecisive about just exactly WHERE I am. I'm someone who is rapidly and undeniably approaching her 30th birthday and, whether or not that means the same thing that it did a decade ago or whether it means anything at all, it's causing me a fair measure of internal strife. One of the last things I'd want is for this to become some kind of dumping ground for my emotional baggage (lord knows the airlines will get rid of it readily enough when i have to fly to FL next month,) so I'm reluctant to come off like I'm looking for a pity hand-out or some sort of pseudo-affiliation. But then I kind of step outside myself (thanks Caduet commercials! sp?) and wonder why that's such a bad thing after all? I mean, isn't that what the internet "community" is shaping up as? A virtual neighborhood, where you can ask this neighbor for a cup of sugar, and this one for advice on what stocks to buy, and this one over here for a sympathetic ear. Bc maybe they've been where you're headed for, and maybe they have a better roadmap (read; ANY,) than you. And, oy God, is that metaphor dead. Dead, dead, dead.