I'm back (maybe)
When I was picking up some supplies at the bookstore the other day, I had a conversation with a girl about talking to oneself. We justified our habit of speaking to no one in particular by giving it merit for working through problems, understanding what is really going on, and ultimately, keeping sane in an insane world.
Well, since I like to maintain an appearance of normal behaviour and I don't have the excuse of "I was talking to someone on my headset," I look to this blog to be my outlet for remarks on the things that I'm seeing, hearing, and doing. It's going to be my scrapbook of sorts for ideas I want to remember, thoughts that I want to share, and random pieces of inspiration from my friends, Friendsters(?), family, and strangers.
And this way, maybe you won't be as likely to see me walking down the street alone but in full dialogue. However, this in no way will tackle the problem of me singing along when Custard blares something that I like into my ears.
Well, since I like to maintain an appearance of normal behaviour and I don't have the excuse of "I was talking to someone on my headset," I look to this blog to be my outlet for remarks on the things that I'm seeing, hearing, and doing. It's going to be my scrapbook of sorts for ideas I want to remember, thoughts that I want to share, and random pieces of inspiration from my friends, Friendsters(?), family, and strangers.
And this way, maybe you won't be as likely to see me walking down the street alone but in full dialogue. However, this in no way will tackle the problem of me singing along when Custard blares something that I like into my ears.
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