Good Morning All. I'm at work again. Day 14 in a row, to be exact. I'm a real fucking powerhouse. Oh, and I'm cranky to boot. I hope people understand that this diary of mine is not for the reader's entertainment. This is my way of developing my writing. I am not in any way a professional writer, nor do I have interest to be one in the future. (Yes, I do have some works in progress that I want published, but believe me, they are VERY cheeky and are not considered written works of genius.)Here's the deal: I haven't written any of my thoughts for so long, half of these words look bizzare when I spell them. I'm taking out the dictionary constantly to check my average words. That's why I need this diary. I do too much talking and not enough writing.
Tomorrow I have my day off, I already know that I'm going to do some baking, maybe I'll dig up some of my old writing too. I can't help but think that somewhere in my life I hardened up and stopped caring about my thoughts. Any time I do any thinking, it's for someone else; I'm answering someone else's questions. I want my questions back. I want my wonders back. I want my writing back. I am here at Diaryland to take it back.
8:59 AM - Saturday, May. 22, 2004
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