Not that that should come as much of a surprise. A lack of computing resources available over the weekend sort of fucked with me hard. Increased guitaring and rereading Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy helped but there are limits. I was locked into a serious jones. I'm not sure if I've yet recovered.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to check myself into a twelve step program, but I'm wondering if I'm inhibiting myself here. I've found a number of writers (here I'm referring to people I'm not in any direct contact with and thus have no influence on, i.e. non bloggers) who express many of the thoughts I've had but have utterly failed to transmit to the page. The sorts of glimpses of what you swore must have been brilliance when you woke up suddenly at 4 AM for a brief instant without a pen and paper near before nodding off again. Or the ones forever lost because no one thinks to run a voice recorder when they're out for a late night cup of coffee or getting stoned with their friends (hypothetically speaking)
In a sense I guess I feel I don't need to write them because I find them in the voices of others. Of course that's bullshit and I'm all too aware of it. But it's still an inhibitive. And I could keep writing on this subject but I doubt it would accomplish a single thing. So I'm going to try and grab at another thread because I do seem to be keyed into producing volume at the moment.
Allow me to apologize in advance if a sort of odd psychosis grips me in about a week. Baseball season, you see. I haven't played the sport in fucking years because apparently once you're out of high school you're supposed to want to play goddamn softball instead. Grr... But this is looking to be a good year to be a baseball fan in this city. And yes I'm aware of how many times that's been uttered idly here and been proven false. Oh, you didn't point that out at all, did you? Because you're not like me and not really into this and are pretty much just seeing where this line of thought goes (should I even be that fortunate)?
I've run out of things to say, due to the late hour and a headache that won't shut up and also perhaps some rust from a weekend without. More later