It's not that there's nothing going on in my life; really I'm pretty busy. Between work and the movie and the Big Broken Box™, I'm pretty much stuffed to the gills, but it's all boring stuff that you've heard before.
Decided to take a serious hiatus from love and restriction. Too many problems, not enough solutions. Nothing personal, Just feeling very empty and cynical, and that could become resentment and eventual hatred without even really trying, and I have a lot more love and respect for you than that.
I guess in a way it's like an emotional hermitage, since I can't effectively hide away in a cave and still function as a "respectable" member of society.
So why even talk about it? Why not just hide away and passivate? Probably because that's not my style. I'd be a lot more likely to just start writing a lot more fiction and being a general pain in the ass on other people's journals. And really, it's more for me than for you, since this does become a way of me tracking days and trends and memories before they're all gone.
And lastly I suppose that deep down inside, there's a soft little quivering mass who just wants to be loved in that sweet and innocent way that we had as children before we were fed to the wolves of adulthood.