It’s unwritten blog rule that you should never talk about how bored you are. The point being why would anyone else want to hear about it? Unfortunately, that is my central problem. I am utterly bored with existence. Few things touch me anymore as I travel slowly through time. Under what rock do you find conveniently placed transcendent moments?
I have fantasies where I sell everything I own, put a few choices pieces in storage, and leave town in the dead of the night like a fugitive. I think I would actually enjoy the life of a fugitive. The idea of escape is pleasing as is the hope that some day, somewhere else, you could achieve happiness. We are all on the run, from a sentence with no hope of appeal or parole. As long as we stay one step ahead we live to see the next day. This is what makes escape ejoyable, the freedom of flight.
do you play the drums at all, and do you live anywhere near [or could you easily get to] seattle?
you sound like just the kind of people i’m looking for.
If I played one instrument it would be drums. I am a creature of rhythm not melody. Unfortunately, I don’t play nor do I live in Seattle. What are you looking for people for? A band I presume?
yeah, again. i never learn…