An unloved place.

It would be pretentious and untrue to think that anyone missed my posts in the last year. It's the same sort of sentiment a young person applies to their personified journal. "I'm sorry it's been so long diary..." That sort of mentality is natural I guess. We want to believe our words have power and meaning to more then just ourselves.
Enough rambling for this late night.
Be swell non-existent readers. Stay that way or get that way as soon as possible.

clark and deming

it's -7 degrees out before windchill. my face hurts thinking about the walk i just made. you may be asking yourself, why would anyone walk in this weather. well i am staying with my mom temporarily.
my mom is rehabbing our late 19th century home. walls are coming down. pipes are going in. usually i am not there during this construction. today i was.
a piece of ceiling hit me in the head.
the electricity got cut off.
i cannot think in complete sentences right now.