Pieces of Mind

Hey ya'll. I typed up a hyped up explanation, but somehow it disappeared.

I enjoy writing, and sometimes people enjoy my writing (this is already worse than take 1). I have been prodded and goaded to continue my rants and escapades that I began documenting regularly on my mission...GO BUCKS!!

This past semester I have tried to keep an "oral history" of how I feel, but all the people that would willingly listen are currently/planning on being married. That smells like loneliness cooking in the kitchen, so I decided to ride the bandwagon "to the death" by posting my opinions and views.

At times I may be offensive, and immature, but spewing out all the garbage inside of me is how I learn and grow and cope with the inexplicable world around me. This is how I see things, how I react to things...I feel I'll be "sharpening the axe" of when I REALLY have to state my opinion, or write something of significance.

I have been accurately described as "the embodiment of contradictions", typically working in a state of "predictable unpredictability"...its enough to kill a person.

Let me know if anyone other than myself reads this, and what you think about my observations, and how to GET OVER whatever is bugging me.

Thanks, Love you
M. Parker Dahl