Its about gay cowboys by the way.
Puts a real downer on a good night to have to travel back on my own to where I live. Went into town and met up with my brother. Actually it was him and a whole bunch of his work colleagues. We played pool all evening and I had a really good evening. Met some really cool people. Unfortunately now I am back home it’s a bit rubbish to be honest. Not that it was a great party or I got on like a house on fire with anyone but, I guess the evening reminded me of my friends and how much I miss them. Tomorrow a mail will go out to my friends, the ones I miss, all of them. I am a little down I guess, but only until tomorrow morning! (/(/(
Its hard to keep me down!
I read an article in a paper today about blogging and it didn’t really tell me anything I didn’t know. It said that its good to get things off your chest and this was a good way. That blogging give people a chance, and outlet, for all of the stuff that is pent up inside. Some of us are a little uncomfortable talking about personal stuff. Myself, I was never really encouraged to do so. I speak to my mum, but its all old ground we cover. I remember when I was in a really bad state I had to call my mum, but I didn’t tell her that I was feeling so down. I mean really, really down. She calmed me. Just hearing her. That’s enough. But the other way I got things off my chest was to write it down. Now I have a bunch of letters that I don’t want to read. I have thought about disposing of them, but its kind of like a page in my life, that I’d be throwing away… and id it really worth it? Did I not survive that period? I try not to forget anything, my mistakes, the nice things people have done for me… everything. But my mind is shot to pieces it seems, with all of the fun (alcohol) I’ve had in the past four or so years, not to mention the years before that when I was still developing!
Writing things down allowed me to get to the end of my thoughts. Let them take their course and find what dark place that they will take me in my mind. But knowing there is a problem is half way to solving it! And I know a lot of problems! More than some people but admittedly a heck of a lot less than others.
Its weird this blogging lark. When people I know look at me I always think that they know this is me and they don’t want to say. A bit like what that guy in Brokeback Mountain said about when he walks down the street and people look at him. I felt sorry for him and his buddy, cos they couldn’t be themselves, they locked themselves in a little false world that they felt forced to be in. I am in no doubt that they loved their kids but they were keeping massive secrets from their wives and that couldn’t have been nice. It’s a good film, see it, cos its good. Next up is Walk the Line, the Johnny Cash film.
I’ll tell you all about it when I see it (well about as much as I have about BrokeBack!)
Its hard to keep me down!
I read an article in a paper today about blogging and it didn’t really tell me anything I didn’t know. It said that its good to get things off your chest and this was a good way. That blogging give people a chance, and outlet, for all of the stuff that is pent up inside. Some of us are a little uncomfortable talking about personal stuff. Myself, I was never really encouraged to do so. I speak to my mum, but its all old ground we cover. I remember when I was in a really bad state I had to call my mum, but I didn’t tell her that I was feeling so down. I mean really, really down. She calmed me. Just hearing her. That’s enough. But the other way I got things off my chest was to write it down. Now I have a bunch of letters that I don’t want to read. I have thought about disposing of them, but its kind of like a page in my life, that I’d be throwing away… and id it really worth it? Did I not survive that period? I try not to forget anything, my mistakes, the nice things people have done for me… everything. But my mind is shot to pieces it seems, with all of the fun (alcohol) I’ve had in the past four or so years, not to mention the years before that when I was still developing!
Writing things down allowed me to get to the end of my thoughts. Let them take their course and find what dark place that they will take me in my mind. But knowing there is a problem is half way to solving it! And I know a lot of problems! More than some people but admittedly a heck of a lot less than others.
Its weird this blogging lark. When people I know look at me I always think that they know this is me and they don’t want to say. A bit like what that guy in Brokeback Mountain said about when he walks down the street and people look at him. I felt sorry for him and his buddy, cos they couldn’t be themselves, they locked themselves in a little false world that they felt forced to be in. I am in no doubt that they loved their kids but they were keeping massive secrets from their wives and that couldn’t have been nice. It’s a good film, see it, cos its good. Next up is Walk the Line, the Johnny Cash film.
I’ll tell you all about it when I see it (well about as much as I have about BrokeBack!)
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