June 15, 2010

  • Astray (not ashtray)

    I can't recall the last time I've actually posted something on xanga that wasn't either a quote, song lyric or some other banal crap. I'm afraid my absence from writing has drastically impaired my brain's ability to transmit thoughts through my keyboard in a manner that'll make sense... but here goes.

    Sometimes I feel devoid as a person; I don't really know who I am, or what I want, or even what I need in life.  I've always thought as you got older you're supposed to continually learn new things about yourself and grow as a person. So why does it feel like I haven't grown at all? I'm a grown-up, but I'm not a grown-up.

    On second thought, lemme stop here. This is just drivel.

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