beardo1

So there's a little loss of confidence there. Maybe more than a little, it's hard to tell. I'm still gettin' flashes of it, things don't change overnight. Mental habits formed long ago, I've got a fair amount of 'em in my favor. But the wallop my luck's taken lately is doin' it's damage whether I like it or not.

And that's the thing really, the...
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It's just a place holder kind of emotion. Nothing more, nothing less. It's related, I suppose, to the ShorDurPerSav, but so tangentially as to be irrelevant to the current situation.

You build yourself up for a crest, like a rider out in deep water waitin' for the wave. You see the swell, it looks swell, comin' out over the horizon, inevitable and certain. Might as...
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I can do the washin' up better than some can
But I'm not a New Man, I'm a new person, ma'am
I'm gentile 'cause I know what I want, man
I just want people to be how I want them
No one can make me feel as good as I can
I'm only in love with myself, man

Country Teasers - "I'm a New Person,...
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Ceci n'est pas une journal entry....

'Times it feels like I've got a heart full of dreams but a head full of fluff. I imagine all those synapses goin' frizzle fizzle, old connections, good and bad, beggin' to be made again. In thrall to a brain that is, after all, chemically addicted to its own past. 'Times it feels like there's less room for new thoughts, or really, that there are...
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Not much to say, weird day, weird day. Instead, I'll just go with a moment specific haiku:

Breath shot beer hit Breath
The easiest way to go
A drunkards haiku

Whoa, snow!

Baked beans n' a bunch of 'em. Whoa!

a note to remind me to remember....

I'm glad I live in a time where I don't feel obligated to hate someone for the color of their skin. I'm glad my daughter will grow up even better off in this respect than me.

Thank you Kings.