Still not very good at this. But perhaps it could just be said that I only come to this thing when I have something in my head I need to work out.
That sounds heavy. And really, nothing's heavy right now. Just a bunch of random thoughts, mostly. I need to sit and examine some things about myself, and I'm still working out how to express them. I feel like I have opinions about things but don't know whether I can justify them yet. I guess this is soul-searching time, huh? Not that there's anything terribly dramatic going on - I just feel like ever since Fi was born, I need to get my house in order. My whole house - not just my dwelling, but myself. I need to get my head straight, and my heart, and find out what the frick I actually want to make of my life. 'Cause all this drifting is cool and all, but I'm 35, for chrissakes. I don't think I'm OK crossing bridges when I get to them anymore.
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