Five minute free write
My friend Jay suggested I turn the screen off while I did this and not correct the typos. Good idea.
Tyhere is so much beauty I keep ignoring in the case I have something more productive to do. I have to make sure I see where I am before I know where I’m going, knocking myself into blind alleys and so forth would probably be more beneficial but for now I play it safe. I sit with my leg resting on mt toes and I can’t see where I type but hopefully I know enough where I can just wing it. I fly like a man. Mu wineglass is wet and I don’t think I can drink any more. I’m trying to hold on to this idea I have of myself where I’m a sophisticate instead of a hermit but I would rather lock myself into my room and watch DBVDs all days but I don’t care. I think being mindful of my shortcomings is a start. I feel sometimes like I want to just travel down the highway by myself without any pressure to meet deadlines or reach certain destinations, but I need more time and money for that. WWhat does this all mean? Who am I? Am I selfish for wanting to do this or just very, very human? Do I really want to have an interesting full life or do I just need the stories?