Sometimes I forget that I have a journal. Ofcourse I also sometimes forget that I have a floor but that doesn't mean that it's not there anymore. It just means that sometimes there's what seems like an uncontrollable mess on top of it. Though, to be perfectly honest, I don't tend to ignore my Livejournal because of any uncontrollable messes. No, I ignore it out of a lack of https. Still, beggars can't be choosers and, while I am not a beggar, I do seem to lack the ability to choose a more secure website. So here I am then, where my memories have stayed.
I don't think I've ever truly blogged before. I don't know if I'll start. Sometimes there's not much to say and sometimes we lack the ability to convey what we mean. That could be the cause of many arguments. Still, it's a late October night and sleep does beckon. NaNoWriMo is coming soon though. I hear a cat meowing nearby. I think I shall close my eyes and play dead for a few hours. Maybe I'll even spot a dream or two.
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