Going back over the past several month's posts, I have seen a pattern. I've been descending into the abyss more and more, until I have become a broken record... maudlin, boring, trite.
Well, I'm really not here to entertain. This is more than anything a journal of what is going through my mind in any given day, though sometimes I just have to force something out.
Well, I'm in Des Moines. It's not exactly the most exciting place in the world. It's missing a lot of things that I take for granted in the 'Cities. Friends, mostly.
And the house, and the relationship. And the job. Yeah, it'll end. Eventually.
But you know, I want to be funny again. I want to be entertaining. I want to be deep, and interesting, and lovable, and capable.
Most of my sociability is spent here in the journal. I don't get to spend much time being social anymore. That will change eventually, too.
But boy, in the meantime, I'm pretty dull.