can you see my vision?
Oct. 6th, 2003 07:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sophiaserpentiaISP was out at home all weekend. At least now I know what company NOT to go with (Cox Cable) when I get my own internet service.
I spent much of Saturday feeling blessed. Some piece of linkage involved with the rack and pinion snapped while I was driving Friday night, making the car instantly unsteerable. This could have happened on the freeway, or at any time when I or others around me would have been at danger. Instead it happened at a point where all I had to do was guide the car forward slightly to the left off the road.
Sunday I felt unaccountably depressed. The highlight of yesterday was watching What Dreams May Come again. I forgot how much I liked that movie. It doesn't shy away from the hurts of life.
Edit. People have been unfriending me, probably because the angst quotient of my journal has increased lately. ::shrug:: No one should feel compelled, ever, to read my journal. Read it because you want to. Or don't read it if you don't want. I write it for me, it reflects my life and thoughts. I'm not going to apologize if it gets ugly when my life does.
I spent much of Saturday feeling blessed. Some piece of linkage involved with the rack and pinion snapped while I was driving Friday night, making the car instantly unsteerable. This could have happened on the freeway, or at any time when I or others around me would have been at danger. Instead it happened at a point where all I had to do was guide the car forward slightly to the left off the road.
Sunday I felt unaccountably depressed. The highlight of yesterday was watching What Dreams May Come again. I forgot how much I liked that movie. It doesn't shy away from the hurts of life.
Edit. People have been unfriending me, probably because the angst quotient of my journal has increased lately. ::shrug:: No one should feel compelled, ever, to read my journal. Read it because you want to. Or don't read it if you don't want. I write it for me, it reflects my life and thoughts. I'm not going to apologize if it gets ugly when my life does.
