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Fumbling Towards Ecstasy

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Wow, has it really been nearly three years since my last post? Time flies, I guess. Ugh, christ, I have no idea why I felt the need to interject that line. It's not like I have to justify my own absence and then return to my own private rambing site. I guess I just always feel the need to have an audience. And I don't anymore. At least not here. I still get the weekly visit count e-mail notification that pretty explicitly states that this little corner of the internet is once again all mine and completely private. Well, maybe not "once again" because from its inception it was never really private. In fact, I counted on the lack of privacy. It was some way for me to spill my guts and confide in people- to say things that were on my mind that I, for whatever reason, didn't feel like I could express to people in person. Is that any different now? Have I changed much? Well, honestly, I don't really expect anyone to come here. I suppose I still intend to use this page as a sort of confession, except I don't expect these words to ever be read by anyone. Maybe not EVER, but at least not any time soon. So, why am I back after my not-so-brief little hiatus? To tell the truth, the idea first came to me yesterday when I was thinking about the recent break-up of Chip and Laci, and how my last little fury of blogging was due to the whole drama-fiasco with them. I'm worried about both of them. Laci, I'm sure will be fine. Chip . . . I dunno. I guess while we've talked on and off over the last couple years, I still don't really have much of an idea of where Chip is at in his life, or what he does. It always seemed like his life and Laci's were so interconnected, that I can't really fathom him apart from her lately. Does he have a job? Does he have any close friends he can talk to? Why did they break up in the first place? I have a really strong urge to be a shoulder to lean on, or a listening ear, but something holds me back. Despite the time that's passed, I'm worried that my intentions will be misread. I'm starving. I need food before I go into work. Ohhhh, work . . . I really wonder how long I'm going to be able to keep this one . . .

Eric 3/27/2011 05:26:00 PM

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