What if,

I post a bunch of drafts that I have in this blog? There's more than a dozen of them, and I hate drafts, I have enough in my journal. But I don't want to delete them. They'll probably be ambiguous as all hell and makes absolutely no sense, and pisses you off more than you already are, but like an old friend said, that's a sign of a person who doesn't know how to organize their thoughts well.

What if I'm that kind of person though? I'm that kind of person. Right now, I'm that kind of person. Cause I have too much in my head. Too many words, words twisting, jumbling up together, forming different sentences, just flowing. But I like it. At least I'm thinking. Constantly. I'm not just floating around breathing, going with the flow. I'm thinking.

Taking charge of of the places I go.


Or maybe not. I still only go wherever You go.


So... this has been a meaningless product of procrastination, thanks to some McD and 3 cups of Coke. What I should be having instead, is some dose of Psychology terms in my head, if I want to even get an A for this class next week. Blah.

Carry on, now.


- m.