Meme connections.

I miss Word Press. I miss writing. I miss doing pretty much everything, even though I am doing some things. It’s just that it’s all done under the veil of depression which makes me discount the matteringness of it all.

On the bright side, I’ve been doing a lot more stretching so should I find myself in a situation where I have to shimmy along heating to ducts to escape a terror attack, I’m ready.

The open works I have going mock me with their white space. I have thoughts I want to impart but I’m blocked. The wall I built is very effective and I did not need Mexico to pay for it.

A long introduction for the quote I felt like sharing.

By Em

I like writing. Words help me unpack my thoughts so that things start to make sense. Once I have both myself and the universe figured out, I plan to take up macrame. "Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing, and learn as you go." E. L. Doctorow


  1. Reblogged this on Notes and commented:
    I wanted to save you from my unreal and philosophical take on reality vs. aspirations but I could not hold myself back because I love these deep soulful musings of yours too much ๐Ÿ™‚

    I have always achieved everything I laid my eyes on except the moment I included other humans in my adventures of life. First and probably the last reason of having any such need of a human outside of myself was ignited by all those romantic books, movies and especially the woman who gave me birth. They all tried to sell me the idea of love between two humans and the more I tried, the more I tasted the fruit of failure as opposed to everything else where whenever I’d try more, the more I’d get closer to success.

    Something tells me that maybe you have a better idea about solving this strange mystery. I don’t know what I am trying to achieve except this concept of love between two strangers is sort of a challenge to my own brain and soul.

    Beyond this particular aspiration of mine (love between a man and a woman), I think the rest of the universe has fortunately turned out to be matching with my aspirations. Thank goodness ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Girl, you ever want to just talk or shoot the breeze, I’m here for it. It may not count as typing up a post for WordPress, but just clickety-clacking on a keyboard has helped me to some degree when I’m feeling listless.

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