the secret of flying
turns out you have to check your free hushmail account every three weeks if you want to keep it. oops. oh well. I never wanted that email (or that wordpress address, either, for that matter). Now everything is new and shiny.
I’ve gotten back in contact with my old Internet pals. Slowly easing into it. I’m not sure what that will mean for this blog. Now that I’m writing elsewhere, I’ll probably write here less often.
This place feels kind of like a way station, where travelers with a common origin gather before departing for parts unknown. I’ve shared so much (over-shared, perhaps) that I feel kind’ve weird about forming friendships. At the same time, I try to be friendly, and I truly appreciate kindness where kindness has been bestowed. (Boy, has it been bestowed here!)
In the other place, it is ‘positivity week.’ That fits in with the little kick in the pants I’ve gotten here. I know it is time to begin the positive focus. I know it is. I have some things I’d like to focus on, like the fact that I apparently look for the wrong thing in women (which I never knew; I always thought I had fantastic taste in women), but right now they aren’t important. Maybe they won’t ever be important. Maybe they’re all part of the negative story I’m telling myself. Maybe all I really need to do is fly and not look back or down.