All I can say most of the time these days is... "Why the hell do I try to do anything?" Perhaps I have had the wrong ideas my whole damn life. Perhaps I should simply leave family and friends behind and live in a commune or a monestary or an insane asylum. Perhaps I should just pickle my mind continually in a vat of gin or whiskey. Perhaps I should....
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I appreciate all forms of comments on my writings. I find that I miss the sponteneity of coming to read them here when they were unmoderated. I believe I wrote less due to the moderation. I have decided to adopt limited moderation. Hopefully the prior problems with unfettered comments will not arise again. Please feel free to comment as you wish about the essays I write. I will maintain those comments that offer kind-hearted and gentle opinion... be it positive or negative. The opinions of your comments will, of course, need to have relevance to the post as well.