for starters
Jul. 28th, 2004 03:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flamingswordHi, Mac.
I'm not sure if this is what I want, but you know me: why not if there's no reason not to? This move to livejournal from diaryland is mostly reasonless, but to be honestly superficial, the color scheme there was annoying me. It's so grey there, and so stark white here. Maybe it'll help me write in a mind-frame not washed out by the pensive color surrounding, be a bit less moody. And maybe doing things just because will lead me back to the irrational joy I miss so much from my former years of freneticism. I'll just write here until it gets easier, and then move back and forth between the two.
Moving back and forth between thing when it makes no difference either way isn't really vacillation, is it? It's just a lack of consistency. And lack of consistency is texture. So I have texture. I'm going to label this a positive thing for now, and take a closer look in daylight, hours later, sleep to dreams later.
"For now," oh how those words wreathe everything surrounding me. For now I'm in massage therapy school, for now I'm a self-created ritual and one role away from 2nd degree, for now I read a lot of slash fic, for now I'm getting better after falling off my bike, for now I have to steam the carpets and get my cat fixed, for now we're broke but happy, for now I have people who don't care how far or fast the pendulum of my personality swings, or spirals or whatever the hell way it can be described as moving.
I hope I'm formatting this correctly, but when have you, the larger universe, cared whether I got the format right? This isn't Jeopardy. It's not a game. It's life.
I'm not sure if this is what I want, but you know me: why not if there's no reason not to? This move to livejournal from diaryland is mostly reasonless, but to be honestly superficial, the color scheme there was annoying me. It's so grey there, and so stark white here. Maybe it'll help me write in a mind-frame not washed out by the pensive color surrounding, be a bit less moody. And maybe doing things just because will lead me back to the irrational joy I miss so much from my former years of freneticism. I'll just write here until it gets easier, and then move back and forth between the two.
Moving back and forth between thing when it makes no difference either way isn't really vacillation, is it? It's just a lack of consistency. And lack of consistency is texture. So I have texture. I'm going to label this a positive thing for now, and take a closer look in daylight, hours later, sleep to dreams later.
"For now," oh how those words wreathe everything surrounding me. For now I'm in massage therapy school, for now I'm a self-created ritual and one role away from 2nd degree, for now I read a lot of slash fic, for now I'm getting better after falling off my bike, for now I have to steam the carpets and get my cat fixed, for now we're broke but happy, for now I have people who don't care how far or fast the pendulum of my personality swings, or spirals or whatever the hell way it can be described as moving.
I hope I'm formatting this correctly, but when have you, the larger universe, cared whether I got the format right? This isn't Jeopardy. It's not a game. It's life.
