I think the title speaks for itself. Sometimes, I have a lot to say. Other times, I just hold my breath. This is one of those times, sort of in between having a lot to say, and holding my breath. Know what I mean?
It's like when somebody takes your bed even though you had your hand on it at a camp ground. Is it worth fighting over? Probably not. But is it worth festering over, about the person who cheated you, and obsessing over ways that God might take revenge for you? Probably.
Not. So, today I am a raving rambler. A lunatic lecturer of unfortunate predisposition. I can say no more.
But I shall. It's hard to hit a moving target, and today the moving target is what I am thinking, as in "what am I thinking?"
I DON'T KNOW !!
So move on, unless you, too, my friend, are today having trouble articulating from out of the void that is your scrambled brain. If so, please comment. You are one of us. Yes, in here, with us. Congrats should be in order.
So bye.
Yup Thom. Sometimes you want to say things but you can't say them. Sometimes you have so much stuff going on inside your brain that you can't pick a thought out and thus go slightly insane(in my experience anyway), but there's nothing you can really do but wait for a calming moment where you can sort all of the fragmented thoughts out so that it all makes sense again....but that's just me....or maybe not. See ya later. Gotta love those Tollersons.
Posted by: Tony on August 26, 2002 05:13 PM