either i'm feeling a little ee cummings or i'm feeling small, but i just went through and decapitalized my blog titles. maybe it's an aesthetic thing. maybe i wanted an excuse to use the word aesthetic in this blog because i love a chance to put a and e next to each other. maybe it's nothing. what i do know is i didn't have the patience to go through the content and decapitalize. in my more obsessive days, i would have done just that, would not have been able to sleep otherwise. but, thank God, i have some peace again.
i know what you're thinking: mm, let's take a look at your last few posts there, ian.
point taken.
now hear this: airing angst, for me, is better than not airing angst, and gives me peace.
unless of course my motives are wrong. if my motive is shining Light in dark places, good. i'd rather be able to see it than to keep mulling it over without identifying it. i'd rather have it out there than up here. (i pointed to my brain.) but from time to time, i have other motives, not as pure. motives i'm too tired to explore at the moment.
i've been emotional recently. a wreck in the mood for a wreck. if in my brash crashing about i've upset you, i'm sorry.
who am i apologizing to? ... nope, too tired.
soporofic, these subjects. (that word arrived in my head unbidden and i had to incorporate it. sorry. great word, though.)
2 comments:
I just caught up on some of your posts. I have missed blogs, I must say...
Don't stop writing, Ian.
(Listening to a little Beck lately?)
Always listening to a little Beck. Thanks for the encouragement.
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