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| Dream A Little Dream ... |
07/07/02 - I�m not going there ... That�s all I�m going to say about that. What�s to be confused about? ... I�m too old to be confused. It�s more about feelings. I don�t know what I feel. That�s not right either. I�m not confused about how I feel. I know for a fact that I�m feeling good some of the time, and not feeling good the other some of the time. Anyway, the details of what I�m talking about are personal and the thoughts I�m having about them are mine and mine alone. I read somewhere that an unpublished autobiography is actually just a diary. I want this journal to have some semblance to a diary, but I�m really not into writing my autobiography. I�m so totally way far away from getting to the end to even want to start that. But this journal has always been more about feelings than details anyway, I think. I keep all those details in another journal, don�t worry, one that�s pretty impossible for anyone to get into or find even. In that other journal I do a lot of free writing, spill it all out stuff. I�ve had a sort of quota for it, a word count thing. I want to have at least as many pages a month in it as there are in a month. Each page is a little more than 500 words. Most of these online entries are about 500 words, give or take. Last month was a stretch for me. I was at the middle of the month with only seven pages written. I had to buckle down and force myself to write, almost. I ended up with a healthy 33 pages. Good job. This month though, I�m already at 22 pages ... looks like I�ve hit upon an inspiring month, finally. I was due for one. With the upcoming move and all, I may even end up with a novel length month. Whew! That�s all I can say about writing now. I can only spend a limited amount of time on it. I�ll save the rest, along with some reading, during spare moments at work. Sleep takes care of itself and I�m getting enough, taking little cat naps when I can. Those are pretty sweet. I can�t say I�m staying on my goal for the decluttering, but I�m still at it. The decluttering in the garage has become ... well, disgusting. The garage is dirty and dusty and it�s full of old dirty and dusty memories. Good ridance to bad rubbish, I guess. I try to stay positive. I did come across one interesting find. Nestled in one box of hodge podge was a beautiful crystal I don�t know ... I�m not really sure what it is. I think it may be a beverage glass or perhaps an old fashioned (as in the drink) glass, or may it�s even a vase of sorts. I only have foggy memories of where this came from. I think it was given to me as a gift, or maybe a sales contest prize. Maybe I was supposed to earn the other five, if it�s indeed a glass. I just don�t know. But, considering I found it in perfect shape, and it cleaned up real bright and sparkly, I�m keeping it. I know, I�m trying to limit my self to the bare bones, but ... maybe that whatever will remind me that there is a �crystal� light at the end of the tunnel. |