t-day type

I have no excuses, I have only myself to blame.

I had something good going

and I threw it away.

The one thing I can do, is to start again.

To keep on trying,

even if its pointless,

even if no one reads this.

This. Is. 4. Me.

On the days that begin with a "T",

I will carve out time,

and write something here.

In this space.

Bearing my heart and soul for

the ever uncaring,

the ever antagonizing,

internet.

Make it habit.

Make it uniform.

Just keep doing it.

Do not stop doing it.

The life of a creative person is more than

just creation.

It is not valued in our society

for anything

other than a fun night out.

You are only as good as your "content".

Not the content of your character

as MLK wanted,

but for what you can crap out

to entertain

to distract

for someone

for a minute or two at most.

Asking for anything else

is asking for too much.

Hell do people read things anymore

that are longer than

140n characters?

I do, but I feel more alone

every single day.

But that is something

for another day.

*Hint*Hint*

I should save some brain power

to think of something clever to tweet.

If observation tells me anything,

I need to move out of my home,

and move into twitter full time.

Fuck. I hate twitter.

I left Facebook years ago.

Social media a is cancer,

that we willingly put into our system.

The irony is that I have to share this

on social media.

Follow me on twitter.

Do it.

Follow me on instagram.

Do it more,

I kind of like that one.

Follow me on Lettrboxd.

No seriously I watch

a fuck ton of movies.