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Wednesday, December 03, 2003

Okay, okay! Sometimes I get a little melodramatic when I write things. It is no fun and probably a little boring to write stuff like, "I had Mexican food for dinner. I petted the cats, I went to bed early." So sometimes I write about being a little sad about the way life plays out. That doesn't mean I spend all day thinking about sad things. Instead, I spend most of my time thinking about what things like, "When do I make cookies?," "I can't wait for Larry and Eric to arrive in two weeks.," "Oh! I haven't petted Joey in a couple of hours!," or "What can I write about?" So I really don't need Prozac and I am really not depressed. A few certain, selected topics do get me going and I am still angry at being dumped a year ago- but that is life and nobody is perfect. And I think it is altogether healthy to be pissed off about certain topics (George Bush, animal cruelty, ex-boyfriend are good examples) and writing about them is probably good enough therapy for me- at least I am willing to recognize the issue. End of rant.

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