i am listening on the floor, to sounds i used to know
If I said I was feeling contemplative that would be a slight understatement. But of course, I’m just living up to the title of my blog, so it’s all good. Also, just because I am feeling contemplative doesn’t mean I actually am so.
I was reading some of my older posts today and I noticed I don’t really write similar ones anymore. My first thought was that maybe I run out of little things to talk about, but this is completly wrong. I also thought it might be because I don’t carry a little notebook with me anymore to remember what to blog about later. This also couldn’t be the reason because I have an impeccable memory. (false, but irrelavant). No the real reason is something else. I guess I used to write things on this blog that I wanted to mention in conversation but never got around to. It was kind of like a testing ground for things I wasn’t sure if anyone else would actually want to talk about. I don’t really need this anymore for a few reasons. And I guess I don’t feel like writing what those reasons are right now. Hmm not sure if that really made any sense.
I can’t wait to go home for the holidays
