2.09.2004
i find so many times when i am in a really good blogging mood or have thoughtful or original things to say i am no where near a computer or even paper. like driving in my car with the radio blasting, singing or almost crying trying to convince myself to go home to my messy apartment where i'll have to do homework and house work. or when i'm working out, punching and kicking the air according to billy's dictation. i can analyze and assess my situations in sucinct little expressions. i find once i sit down and type it, all the quality and spark of the idea falls short. goes away in favor of correct sentence structure. or is it the sheilding of the public from my true feelings and protecting myself from putting it all out there.