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peak:

My change in attitude has stuck around another day. I haven't become a total bum yet. :-)


valley:

My weird sleep pattern continues. I didn't go to bed until around 7 a.m. Sunday morning.


noise:

Silence until this question made me hit play on the Hope Floats soundtrack.


talked to:

Jessie.


thoughts:

Going to bed.
Playing golf.
Losing weight.
Happiness.


monday, june 5th

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Quote Du Jour:
"Smile though your heart is aching. Smile even though it's breaking. When there are clouds in the sky you'll get by if you smile through your fears and sorrow. Smile and maybe tomorrow you'll see the sun come shining through." -- (Lyle Lovett, "Smile")


Another day, another entry. This is the fourth of what I hope to become many entries. I've tried private journals several times in my life, and I usually stop keeping up with them. My logic is that I know what happens in my life, so why do I need to write it down? I'm hoping to that having a few people stop by and take a look will force me to keep it going.

Tonight, I was out looking at some different journal ring sites... and on one, it stated that "what I had for breakfast or I want to die" type journals wouldn't be allowed. The latter of the two requirements sent me reading my previous entries. If you've looked at them... I think you'll agree with me that they weren't suicidal. However, they did seem nagging in nature. I'm that way sometimes. Sometimes, I don't know when to stop beating the dead horse. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. At times, I see people roll over on things they believe in. They don't want to argue. They don't want "to make waves." Then there are those that never give up the ship... even as it sits on the ocean's bottom. I would love to be in the middle somewhere. I would love to have the gift of knowing when to shut up. Some days I think I have it... and on others... especially after reading the previous days entries, I wonder if I can ever move on from anything.

Yes I can. I'm moving on from this entry. :-)

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