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I realize a few things...
One, people I've met over the Internet, and who I've only met once or not even that, take more interest in my life and make more of an effort to talk to/see me than people I've known for ten years and who live about twenty minutes by car away. Bizarre.
Two, I'm not an adventurous person. Sometimes I rather wish I were. I think that there might be an adventurous person somewhere inside, wanting to get out, but that person is well-shackled at the moment. Which is kind of a shame, since I think they might be a fun (if dangerous) person to get to know.
Three, I need to write. I haven't actually /written/ in so long that it doesn't come easily anymore. I wrote an approximately 15K story in about two weeks, not that long ago. It wasn't perfect, but it was pretty good. I need to work to be able to do that again...I have a lot of unfinished projects to be done.
One, people I've met over the Internet, and who I've only met once or not even that, take more interest in my life and make more of an effort to talk to/see me than people I've known for ten years and who live about twenty minutes by car away. Bizarre.
Two, I'm not an adventurous person. Sometimes I rather wish I were. I think that there might be an adventurous person somewhere inside, wanting to get out, but that person is well-shackled at the moment. Which is kind of a shame, since I think they might be a fun (if dangerous) person to get to know.
Three, I need to write. I haven't actually /written/ in so long that it doesn't come easily anymore. I wrote an approximately 15K story in about two weeks, not that long ago. It wasn't perfect, but it was pretty good. I need to work to be able to do that again...I have a lot of unfinished projects to be done.
