Man VS. Himself
They say everyone likes a good conflict. Personally, I’m not going to vouch for no thing. I mean, I will admit, me now compared to me a year ago goes head first into much more conflict. Me a year ago was like, “Hell no, I’m going to back away quietly and pretend I saw nothing.” Me now is more like “Excuse me? What did you just call me?” But that’s more of me finding myself in conflict and actually dealing with it than it is me just finding conflict…uh wow hi ramble.
I’m not exactly why that all just spilled out, I really only came to note that I’m having this internal conflict of deciding whether to journal here or journal in my notebook. I always journal-ed in notebooks from Jr. High all through my senior year of high school but I also started to blog at the start of high school so..it’s hard for me to say “well, I’ve never been much of a paper person” or “I’m really dedicated to my Xanga.” Sigh, sigh. Mostly I just feel like I connect more to my emotions when I’m holding a pen as opposed to in front of a computer screen, but maybe I’m just crazy.
Today, my sister and I decided we didn’t want to scrounge our apartment for food anymore, and we headed out for some groceries. It’s weird to actually admit this out loud (out type?) but coming home with a bunch of bags of groceries made me feel so…grown up. Ugh I hate that term..anyway, it was weird. As is most of what runs through my head/heart.
I am far too comfortable on this couch. I am going to fall asleep and not be very happy 2 hours from now when I wake up and can’t fall back asleep again…
Think I’m done rambling for tonight.