2 Steps Forward

I keep living my life like it's already happened. You know what I mean? Someone wrote it out a while back and I'm just following through. What a weird way to live. I get a glimpse of how free things would be if I didn't think this way every once in a while. It feels great for a bit until the fear hits. If I look at the future as totally free then I see 1)liberation 2)liberation 3)liberation 4)wall-of-doors-closing-because-you-were-goofing-off-too-much-and-now-whaddya-gonna-do?

I didn't see the cat yesterday at stakeout #2. <-- Depressing. I keep expecting him to just walk up to me and roll over but he's being very difficult. I think it's time to get a trap.

Woah, Miranda, my old Japan buddy, just wrote to me and told me she's moving to Australia to work on boats, and she's excited that I'm going to New Zealand. Awesome! Thanks Miranda, you've renewed my enthusiasm for a project I was beginning to think of as a burden. She's the kind of person that shows up just in time and only when absolutely necessary.

I feel a little self-agrandizing now that I know people actually read this thing. That's why I'm unable to stick to any one topic for more than a couple sentences. It's a little embarrassing actually. I'm not this important! Maybe this will have to become a little less personal. I gotta figure out what I'm doing with this thing. I can see it going a few directions: A) Art projects creative process log B) Personal lists of no interest to anyone else C) Funny links D) Personalized tourist pamphlet logging my travels. This is the first time I've regularly published on the interweb, and I think this blogger box is getting a little small. Time for my own web page?