I'm not a poet, a writer or a rhymer.
These are just my thoughts...
[that shoud be my "Bio"]
Anyway seems obvious that this right here: (spec of space on the internet, titled "My Blog"), is somehow equivalent to the therapist chair.
i.e.: Come over (type address in address bar), sit in the chair (sign in to blogger), sit down (click edit new post) and spill (spill).
I like the word SPILL. Definitions: -to cause or allow especially accidentally or unintentionally to fall, flow, or run out so as to be lost or wasted. or -to spread profusely or beyond bounds.
Hmph.
?????
As to say that once something has spilled out it can no longer be retrieved = TRUE.
So I watch what I spill.
Yet to say that in turn would be an oxymoron. Due to the fact I would then be saying you can control spillage and that is simply FALSE.
I was going to use this post to write about what I think of other people. Specifically people who pretend. i.e.: You redo the whole facade of a house but never renovate the inside. Or paint the walls but never fix the plumbing. But who the fuck cares about those people?
I've been one of those people before. I watched what I said once upon a time, I used to care what my peers thought. I've even gone out my way to win people over.
Those things are now tiring. I rather show you upfront what you're working with.
-A
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