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Autismal roots (1472)
2006-09-20 (
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I've been writing elsewhere.
There's only so much intellectual overflow that can be sopped up by these journals. Recently, it's become more important to me to be honest, than it is to be widely read.
I realized that I can actually trace many of last year's major events by the music that appeared on my computer. I can't listen to anything from it consequently.
2005 was more or less a total failure, an endless vortex of darkness. I sometimes feel like the years pass as seasons. Perhaps this is the spring just beginning?
I'll be 21 soon, a number that is heavy with omens. My oncoming adulthood frightens me. I'm not ready to move out or own a car or take care of myself if I am sick. I can do those things, but I am scared to.
Honestly, I have much difficulty adapting to change. It's a reflection of my stark worldviews and perhaps a sign of autismal roots.
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