What am I apologizing for you may wonder, well I went out last night and had tons of things to talk about, tons of things I wanted to write about from the evening, but halfway through the night I had convinced myself that I couldn't blog about it because my readers may not like the things I say, or tell me how awful I am, and how they can't believe they ever made friends with such a person. This is probably true in many of my circles of friends, but if I have a great night and I can't talk about it with the people I love, why oh why would I want to continue the friendship? On my way home last night I realized that no one has ever given me a reason to think like this, perhaps it is myself still trying to hide behind imaginary conversations and imaginary people judging me from afar, maybe it's me dealing with how I was raised and realizing it was perhaps not quite open minded enough to fully enjoy life. None of you have ever given me a reason to think these things, so w...
Deep breath, buddy. (I SO just typed your name and then caught myself!)
ReplyDeleteI so just deleted two paragraphs cause this isn't a good subject for armchair psychology or theology.
So I'll just leave it at that. Deep breath.
I hope I didn't leave the impression that this was a life threatening post, I had been drinking and it was more about the terribly lustful thoughts that go through my mind at certain times.
ReplyDeleteSome them are just.not.right. lol. It makes my good and evil sides battle so hard.
I have quite an imagination. lol.
I've had a computer with internet access for 12 or so years. There's not much left that can surprise me!
ReplyDeleteThat's what I thought, until I heard about the underwear thing.
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