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In 1999, after a couple of years fiddling with that blogging thing on various other people's domains, I thought I had enough things to say to merit my very own corner of this here interweb. In 2007, I suddenly ran out of ammo. Thankfully, that didn't last forever... So, I'm back. Still not dead yet. Like a phoenix from the ashes. Behold.
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April 5, 2002
:: One of those days ::
I am having one of those moments where the world seems impossible. Not hostile, not menacing, just - hard. Difficult. Incomprehensible. Where is this? How and why did I get here? Where's the place I wanted to be? When do I get to move on? How do I begin? Hokusai says don't be afraid, but I am. Today, I am.
So I went back and looked at some things that used to inspire me, some things I wrote when I was inspired. And I found this:
"If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. Wherever you are - if you are following your bliss, you are enjoying that refreshment, that life within you, all the time."
- Joseph Campbell
And I suddenly felt so small and petty and just plain rude. Look at all I have. Friends, family, money, love, laughter. All I have to do is decide to follow. Well, damn. OK, then.
Let this be a lesson to me.
And now I'm off to see Bob Mould.
Girl, you didn't walk, you PRANCED into this. Revelations like this are the reason we pick fights at 3am. Dig?