singular entry

Okay, okay, I know I've been slack in terms of my writing of late. I’m not entirely sure why, but I guess it’s because I have had things going on. While I am on holidays at the moment, my sister visited me for a week during the first half. Early into the second half I have no real excuse except for shear laziness, hence this, somewhat, mundane entry. Thought’s that have occupied my mind of late include, home life, the country (nothing new there), a boy and my work. To elaborate on that, a few things are in the works. I’ve started work on a story about two boys a girl heroin and the church, which hasn’t really taken off as of yet. More planning needs to go into it. Plus, I wanted to play my hand at been able to manipulate my dreams. You know, read up on a certain subject before drifting off to sleep at night and seeing how much of that translates to my subconscious state... Like I said, it’s a work in progress. Erm, I have pretty much given up on my ‘plane crash in China’ story. I haven’t looked at that for a while and it is something that just doesn’t grab me anymore. I guess I’m just over thinking about it. So the story goes with many things... However, there are still things on my mind that I feel, at times, pollute my mind. I don’t want it to sound as if I can just turn on and switch off whatever thoughts appeal to me most at the time; because I can’t. 

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I cried last week. It had been building for a while. oh, and another thing; ‘note to self; don’t watch truly heart felt documentaries about sick kids before attempting to sleep. Seriously, that was fucked!’. I haven’t cried in far too long and it came at a time, less than a week after a friend and I had discussed how, the feeling of not being able to cry when wanting to, almost like an inability, at times, is just as bad. So, yep, I cried. It was about four AM and I was feeling somewhat disjointed. I cried over many different things, then fell asleep. Woke up and had a huge breakfast. Very cleansing, a good cry is, yes...

There are cats outide my window and I’m tired. Must rest, tomorrow I plan on organising my things, namely putting my room in order before I head back to class next week. Well, that and it’s nearly five AM and well, it’s just something I feel I should attempt before the sun rises. 

Goodnight

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