Why not ask for more?
Jun. 6th, 2006 09:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cyranoI want to communicate. I want to write a post that will talk about how I'm feeling. I am unable to communicate about any topic that's important to me at this time. I want to connect to people. I want to tell a story that's worth the telling. I want to lose myself in a story somebody else tells that's more real than the one I'm in. I want to go back to school, to improve myself. I want to accomplish something I can point to and say "I did that." and actually care. I'm surrounded by the various requirements of merely surviving. And they're smothering me. Opportunities fade, options disappear, and I don't feel like they're being replaced. Or perhaps they are, but not with anything as bright.
My old job at AltaVista had an office building in San Mateo right under the flight path for SFO. I used to sit in my office and look out the window as planes took off and landed and I sat there going nowhere. With this job, the feeling is less intense because I physically go places on occasion.
I'm thinking of taking up Jeremy's "Ask Me Anything Friday" if I can remember to do so, because I want the attention. But for now, tell me something good. About me, about you, about baby duckies and fluffy kittens, about whatever.
My old job at AltaVista had an office building in San Mateo right under the flight path for SFO. I used to sit in my office and look out the window as planes took off and landed and I sat there going nowhere. With this job, the feeling is less intense because I physically go places on occasion.
I'm thinking of taking up Jeremy's "Ask Me Anything Friday" if I can remember to do so, because I want the attention. But for now, tell me something good. About me, about you, about baby duckies and fluffy kittens, about whatever.
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Date: 2006-06-08 04:33 pm (UTC)About you: you are kind and loving and you self-flagellate too often to see that you are making a difference and impact. I think you aspire to some intangible greatness and don't always see that your greatness lies in other areas. Which is both something good and something bad, I guess. :)
About me: I'm doing something I've dreamed of doing for the last twenty-five years, and actually writing. And it doesn't totally suck. I'm happy being your housemate.
About fluffy kittens: I brushed Toast the past two days, and he is all soft and pettable.