To be plain, I need an outlet to share my thoughts. Oddly, I am afraid of sharing anything original or meaningful in my facebook updates, or with my friends. I have engineered many futures for myself, and for the first time in my life, I have no plan. I suspect that I will go back and finish the last two classes I need for my degree, or degrees. Let's face it. I hate accounting. It will only be one degree. I tell people that I will get both though. It sounds better, doesn't it? I spent five years in college, bombing a semester to a heavy addiction to warcraft, and walked out with nothing but a bill. I am afraid of completion, or success, or something indefinable. There are books that I wont finish, not because they are bad, I just can't do it. Typically I am able to identify through introspection the causality of any given behavior, but this one still eludes me. Maybe it's a facade for a fear of rejection?
I want to be honest in here, brutally honest, but in the spirit of being brutally honest... that just can't happen. I'm too private. I have difficulty telling people my plans. I like the mystique of not being understood, yet I go and create this. Perhaps some wandering soul will find it, read it, and maybe, just maybe, understand something a little better.
I was able to retrieve a harddrive from an old laptop, there were only three things of note that I've been able to identify so far. old photos, old music, and some writing. I'll post it next.
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