Writing to Write

Work is slow, I want to write, but I've got nothing.

At all.

To emphasize my point, I will let you know that I fell asleep at 9:30 last night, I awoke briefly at 1:30 to shut off the light, blow out my candle (yah fire hazard) and take off my clothes. I slept strait through until 7.

I mean everything is fine. Its just rolling right along, but very mundanely so. I do like my alone time, but there are certain times when I'm much better off if I'm distracted. My life seems to work in ebbs and flows. Right now, I'm in a serious Ebb, a month ago, I couldn't have stopped the flow with the Hover Dam. I'm thinking I prefer the flows.

I'm sure all will pick up with the fast approaching Holiday Season. I'm sure I'm the only one who is delighted that Christmas starts appearing so early. I love it! All of it!

I have talked to (texted) D. We exchanged a little yesterday, I can't get a feeling or a vibe from it. I just hope it goes back to normal. What I have with him (good sex) is something I'm not really ready to lose yet. Especially since I feel like I'm a complete disaster in relationships, so what I have with D is perfect.

I honestly do not ever see myself in a relationship. Maybe its because I've never had a normal one, I don't even know how to picture it. It just seems like some intangible concept. I know they exist, I see them around me and how they make people happy or can completely destroy them; however, I don't see me in one or happening to me.

Its a little scary, I suppose.

I'm okay on my own, but sometimes you wish you had someone with you so you're not the only one who sees how many idiots there are in this world.