I guess I could should have called this one “jumbled thoughts” too, but … I hate repetitions. Therefore I chose the next best thing that came to mind.

Today was basically a good day. There where very few things that upset me, and a good deal more things that lifted me up.

The day started out rather crappy, and I feared it’d be a bad day. I had anticipated that someone wouldn’t leave till like 17:00 or so. Fortunately I was wrong. Well … “fortunately” is relative in this case.

I endured a crappy, and long, time in the cold, but it was my own damn fault. Thanks again for rescuing me, and actually getting me to my destination on time.

I had a few very nice conversations today. Some of those left me with mixed feelings. I’m worried about what I may make (made?) happen, and especially about my ability to avert it happening again. Of course that is … anticipating … what I think might happen.
I am seriously open to all of the presented options. I’d be lying if I said I had no preference, but I honestly am open to all possible outcomes. I really think I made a good suggestion today. You should really do that. I … think it is very necessary. I know, there’s some outcomes I will definitely not like, but you should still do it.

One conversation was especially intense. I liked that. I knew it’d happen, you made sure of that, but I hate the fact that I beat you. I don’t want to be that way, but today I had very little choice. Yeah, you’re right … I’ve come to need these conversations. I don’t mind, but somewhere in the back of my head there’s a small voice telling me to stop it. I don’t want to listen to that voice just yet. But maybe I should.

I bloody hate the situation I am in right now. My emotional reluctance to say what’s really on my mind. Out of fear of … affecting things I don’t … want to affect. Well, that’s not really true. I’d want to affect them, but I know I should not.

I don’t like this blog. There’s too much in it I should never have said, but I … couldn’t keep myself from saying them. I had to get them off my chest, and I guess I’ll have to live with the consequences. I am not really sure that the immediate consequences will be bad, but still I reckon … I should have kept my bloody mouth shut.

That’s what you get for drinking before you blog.

Good night all, and … especially to you. Hope your dreams are like you want them to be. TTYS.