murph.

reading over that, i realize now that it's a mess. i need to go back to writing in the mornings, if for no other reason than at least then i would have the excuse of being up while it's still dark outside. ultimately, i also see a trend that does not impress me: clinicality. there's not much, if any, emotion in that last post, and that's a shame. friendship is a subject that is so dear to me that it deserves some real emotionality. perhaps it's just the way i treated the subject, perhaps i really was fairly detached from it, perhaps i'm just tired and out of the gas it would take to screw together a heartfelt blog entry, but i will put forth an honest effort to crack open my soul a little more and see what's in it, rather than simply opening up my brain and letting metaphysical nonsense spill out all over the keyboard. damn stuff makes the 'k' key stick something fierce.