"So the man just arose, put his hands to the road, and began to compose the most candid of prose."
I'm a pretty open guy. Willing to talk about anything at any point during the day if someone asks. But the problem is when I want to talk about it, when I need somewhere to spill my thoughts, it's 4 am and no one is awake but me. This is the time when I wanna walk the streets and just verbally sort through my thoughts. When I want to work out the answers. And not to problems,(I don't really have those and the ones I think I do are just fallacies), but to questions.
The issue being that no one in their right mind is awake right now. People have lives that start in the mornings. So do I, but I never sleep. Not that I can't, there's just always something else I'd rather be doing. But that's besides the point.
And no blogging isn't the place to do it. I don't want to type my thoughts out, that just makes me spend more time on each individual one than necessary. I want to just flow from topic to topic, questions to answer and back to more questions and answers. I don't want to wait for my fingers to catch up and worry about whether there was an apostrophe in that "don't" or not.
I guess I can walk and talk to myself really. There's no one out at this time of night and if they are they're just as crazy as I am so talking to myself won't seem odd at all. Great plan, I'm on it.
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yeah man, honestly. what are you going to do?
i deal with the same thing whenever I'm gone; i want to call you guys all the time and thresh things out like I know we would if I were there, but because I'm gone there's this strange feeling that comes from calling, like i should be out living my adventure rather than falling back on Home.
it's hugely powerful to build that relationship with yourself though, because in the end you're the only one thats ever going to be guaranteed anyways - no matter where you are, what time it is.
good to hear you're thinking man.
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