I can already tell that this isn't going to work.
I'd decided that I'd just do one of those entries where I just started typing, and see what happens.
Problem is, I have a specific topic that I want to write about, and I kinda want it to be a good entry. I have so few good ideas that I allow myself to write about - I don't want to waste an idea with random finger movements.
I had a dream. In my dream, something bad happened, and it caused me to give up. I gave up on everything. Work. Family. Friends. Love. Life. Everything.
I cast loose all of the ties that bound me, and I literally walked away from it all. I lived an anonymous life after that. No friends. No job. Certainly no love. And none of the obligations that come with those things. I touched nobody, and nobody touched me. I may as well have not existed at all.
And you know what?
There was actually a certain appeal to it.
Once I woke up, I felt all of the weights and responsibilities come back to me. I felt all of the ties cinch themselves more tightly around me.
They choke me.
It sounds a lot like this postcard that I saw on PostSecret a few years ago:
http://www.estatevaults.com/lm/%20%209:11.jpg
I can totally understand the appeal, but every time that it pops into my head, I'm overcome by the crushing feeling of unbearable loneliness.
posted by: NakedGirl | January 3, 2011 11:23 AM
. . . but what about the kitties!!!!!! = O
posted by: Iron Butterfly | January 3, 2011 6:33 PM
It was just a dream, so metaphorical and shit. I'm not leaving my kitties. I'd take them with me, of course.
posted by: dave | January 3, 2011 8:37 PM