Sunday, November 28, 2021

The Ends

A lot of these are started with an idea in mind that just doesn't lend itself to being completed.  There are probably dozens unfinished.  It's not that the idea was bad, just incomplete.

Not that these things have any direction.  Most are mental and verbal vomit.  That doesn't really matter, though; the point is getting it away from my brain.

This is the third, tonight.  I should be asleep.  I need sleep.

Nobody's ever going to read this and be like, "Oh, yeah... I identify with that."  That's not the goal, either.  Just gotta get the crazy out.

The previous two tonight were well thought out, at least to my standards.  Way more thought out than this.  They just couldn't be finished.

This one can be finished.  All I have to do is stop, now.  There.