Gone Loco

Couldn't stop typing last night/this morning.

I listed all the things I was mad at. And wrote details on a recurring fantasy. And pretty much tried to psychoanalyze myself.

My conclusions: writing's it for me; just need to kick my own unpert ass into gear. I need to make a difference in the world. And well, some things are worth saying out loud: I no longer believe in god. I may not be able to say it to my parents and relatives. But I can claim it here on my blog. I used to believe, because I'm very good at self-delusion. But it's time to lay the fantasies down and start living for real.