The Courage To Speak

Egh...

The one thing that i seem to have no trouble doing, doing too much of now that i think about it, i can't seemt to bring myself to start. I'm such a pansy.

I'd rant to y'all, but you've heard it all before and wouldn't believe me anyway, no matter how hard i tried. No worries, to be expected of course. No hard feelin's. It's just how life rolls, sometimes. One must overcome their own flaws and mistakes in order to climb to new heightts. Not to perpetuate the metaphor or anything, but it's this last step here that's killin' me. Just talking.

See, ladies, us gentlemen here, some of us ain't too good at talking about, dare i say it, feelings. XD Cracks me up just thinking about it.

Well, the only solution seems to work up some momentum and hit the ground running. And probably end up rolling down the hill, but at least it's worth the trip, eh? No pun intended.

same lame guy

same lame channel,


Nick

P.S.

I just played through my two favorite piano pieces of all time. Did better than usual, but i didn't feel it. At all. I hate that. I hate to miss the beauty and the love of things and the good times i could have, might have...might have. I would hate to miss that, but, even more so, i would hate to waste her time.

Egh...my sister's got a headache...she's gettin' sick...damn.