a strange guilt
Today, I was sitting on the floor upstairs watching something funny, and I banged my fist on the floor at one point. Just once, though.
My poor brother, Nick, was downstairs on the phone, heard the single thump, and he thought I had died.
I feel strangely guilty about that.......
..........................
I guess I should feel more guilty about taking up your time with this entry.
Or, maybe I should see how long I can carry this on, to see if I become guilty. I might receive some insight into my psyche.
Nope, not feeling guilty yet.
Not yet.
Still not feeling guilty.
OK, now I'm realizing that this doesn't really work b/c you can easily scroll down and not actually try to read the empty space.
Now I feel decidedly unintelligent.
Thanks a lot.
................do YOU feel guilty now?
My poor brother, Nick, was downstairs on the phone, heard the single thump, and he thought I had died.
I feel strangely guilty about that.......
..........................
I guess I should feel more guilty about taking up your time with this entry.
Or, maybe I should see how long I can carry this on, to see if I become guilty. I might receive some insight into my psyche.
Nope, not feeling guilty yet.
Not yet.
Still not feeling guilty.
OK, now I'm realizing that this doesn't really work b/c you can easily scroll down and not actually try to read the empty space.
Now I feel decidedly unintelligent.
Thanks a lot.
................do YOU feel guilty now?
1 Comments:
that was funny. :)
hey, thanks for your comment on my blog. this is decidedly a strange epoch of our existance when people come and go... and you are left there... sometimes alone.
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