February 29, 2012
Today marks 5 years that I have been self pleasuring myself on this blog.
I was supposed to be a writer. People who knew me back in school are always surprised that I haven't made it my career. This is a sad representation of what was supposed to be "my calling".
Like pretty much everything else, it's a second rate result of higher hopes and expectations.
When I started "Bleedin Out", I was totally stressed and hoped that this blog would soothe the voices in my head. "Bleedin' Out" was derived from the Roman practice of cutting one's wrists, lying in a warm pool of water and gently dying, as the blood drained from the wounds. Alot like writing.
I guess the benefits of this blog were that it kept me going for five years, got me turned on to some good music, gave me an outlet to bitch and moan, and meet some great folks (that would be YOU). Thanks to anyone out there who has read this blog, and thanks to all who have taken cyber-pen to hand and left a comment. Your comments were my sustenance.
As I have my "Naked Lunch" moment- there's not a whole lot to look ahead to. And things are only gonna get worse.
I have grown older and nothing is very much fun anymore.