If I were to rate this weekend on a scale of 1 to 10 with 1 being an utter and complete shitstorm and 10 being nirvana, I would have to say that it would rate from everything between those two extremes. The Overall Score, considering what of import was accomplished, would have to be 1,000,000 and I will tell you why. Tomorrow.
Today I find myself unremarkably flat. Not surprising as mortification following my drunk “blogging” has pretty much left me blank and terrified of my drunken, revealing nature. If you know me, you know that when I have over-indulged, diarrhea of the mouth usually rears its putrid face. Admittedly, I can say that it’s all mostly benevolent. I have never been a belligerent drunk. I am a happy drunk. But not so happy after reading that posting.
I thought about deleting it. I thought about it long and hard. But then I thought, oh who gives a turd? He doesn’t read this anyway! And besides…I’m still not convinced it’s real and that I’m not just filling up long-empty space in my soul with someone whom I once knew well and only later adored once he was gone from my life and I had a chance to miss him. I think it may be a preoccupation.
I am occupied.
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