Not all of it is sad, or bad. There were stretches of time when I'd have little bursts of inspiration, and I'd just write, every day. That just doesn't happen anymore. I miss it. The last time I wrote in it was Fall 2007, which, I guess, is expected if you know my life timeline. I wish I had joined Archi earlier, stuck with it, done the writing sessions. Because it's nice, sometimes, to try to make it all make sense in lines.
Maybe I'll repost a couple at some point. Just because I like them. I want to start up again. But lately I've felt like life goes through stages of static and chaos and I don't know what to get out of it. We'll see.