Tip of the Iceburg

*steps up to the microphone*

*tap*tap*tap*

Hello? Is there anybody out there?

[Just nod if you can hear me...]

It's been ages since I wrote in a journal with any regularity. I think I've always been a little paranoid about being watched. When I was a kid, I always wanted the diary with a lock and I always wanted to replace the little bitty lock with a real one. It's not like I was *hiding* things... It's more like I was afraid that people would make fun of me for the pictures in my head.

I wrote stories about
being a princess who befriended a dragon...
dungeons and castles...
being a kid in a melting town...
riding horses across sunlit fields...

Retrospectively that sounds kind of lame. Not the writing part, the being ashamed of dreaming part. Oh well, live and learn, neh? ^-^

One of these days I'll finish my novel. I swear.

Tip of the Iceburg You always say, bring you street-life, bring you real-life, that one man's desperate and mundane existance is another man's... techni-color. [[strange days]]
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Share on Facebook		2001-08-21 5:32 PM On top of the cliff and we're wondering if we should leap... steps up to the microphone taptaptap Hello? Is there anybody out there? [Just nod if you can hear me...] It's been ages since I wrote in a journal with any regularity. I think I've always been a little paranoid about being watched. When I was a kid, I always wanted the diary with a lock and I always wanted to replace the little bitty lock with a real one. It's not like I was hiding things... It's more like I was afraid that people would make fun of me for the pictures in my head. I wrote stories about being a princess who befriended a dragon... dungeons and castles... being a kid in a melting town... riding horses across sunlit fields... Retrospectively that sounds kind of lame. Not the writing part, the being ashamed of dreaming part. Oh well, live and learn, neh? ^-^ One of these days I'll finish my novel. I swear. Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top