Monday, February 09, 2004

::Kung Fu...Dreams::


I changed the look of the Kung Fu Kitten because I wanted the pieces that were posted to be the absolute main focus. I actually did that a day or two ago. I can't really remember which day anymore. I think it was Saturday? That doesn't really matter.

There's a new post. It's something painfully personal. I wrote it for theraputic reasons. Just my way to deal with a fucked up dream. I was six years old again, and not happy to be that age. Maybe something's trying to tell me to confront that period of my life in its entirety. It was a time that was painful for a multitude of reasons. Grrr...I just need to shut up and stop thinking about it. It's over and done with. The guy is dead, he can't hurt me anymore. I'm in a new chapter of my life, one where I'm HAPPY. Now, this dream had to go and stir up so many negative emotions. FUCK. OK, whatever. I'll be good. Seriously. I'm just frustrated, and need to vent a little. Keeping up with my emotional housekeeping and all that good stuff. If I disappear for a little bit or seem detatched, nothing personal. Just need to get my mind straight again.


Random Blurb: "Your mind can be your greatest tool and your own worst enemy". That is the sad, sorry, truth.