Why Do I Hope?

Fun thing about being me is that my imagination will take me on flights of fancy which can be quite entertaining from time to time. Upside to these flights are that they can be fun, they can inspire me to write, to create, even to relax sometimes. Downsides, I can get lost in them and forget my place in the world which can be extremely painful when the world comes back and slams the door in your face.

Bleahity Bleah Bleah

I admit it right now, that I have no idea why I’m writing this or where it’s going, all I know is the impulse to write is strong at the moment. It may be the alcohol in my system, or the mood I’m in, or a mix of the two but it is what it is.

Between Idea And Intent

I was talking with a friend about the usual chit chat when the usual subject cropped up, you know the one – “So how is your mood?”. As ever I answer honestly – “I’m in a low”. What happened next bears furtther discusion as it raises a point.