to be looking at the board, not looking at the city

so it's been a while.

what have i learned?

i need to write. i need to read. i need to be lost and found and snuggled and comforted inside the arms of words on page. 

god, i miss it. the permanency of words. your thoughts on paper. and his thoughts. and her feelings. mine. ours. forever in print.

why do we get so tied down by things, distractions ... why do we deny ourselves the things we know will make things RIGHT because we are tempted by things that make things RIGHT NOW ... immediate?

oh, i WOULD read that book/write that thought, but look! shiny penny! new documentary on fonts! brand new package of cheese sticks in the fridge!

i am letting short-term distractions muck up long-term contentment. 

sigh.

i realize this is probably nonsensical, and more to the point, i realize no one reads this but me. and that's fine. it's whatever.

it's for me, anyway. that's what this whole blog is for ... raw thoughts on "paper."

if you want to travel, sell your car and go to bangkok, amiright?