February 3, 2011

  • nothing. no, seriously. nothing.

    For the first time in probably five years, I deleted an entry tonight, about 5 minutes after I posted it. I love this place and the secluded nature of my posts, but it was probably too straight-forward and obvious to be thrown into the public forum that is the Internet. I've had absolutely no inspiration to write anything of substance here over the last week or two, and I think that trend is probably going to continue for quite some time. I might not bother sleeping tonight; I'm in one of those strange moods where I'm more prone to watch a terrible late-night comedy on Netflix or re-watch a game from the 2005 White Sox World Series title than I am to actually try and sleep for a bit. Ironically, it's how I deal with frustration; I force myself to go over the situation so many times in my own mind that it keeps me awake for no apparent reason. My mind shuts down when it feels like it, and I essentially have no control. I do enjoy the dark though; there are few things I like more than lying in bed with random noises in the background. One of the best rooms I've ever slept in has an air conditioner that makes random noises on no apparent schedule, and I love it. As long as nothing sounds like creaking stairs, I'm good.