Tuesday, September 11, 2012

The n'th degree of hell.

I have figured out a major downside to being used to this whole blogging business. I use it to vent. Which is just fine, really, most days. The problem is, when I kinda need to vent about something, that really just doesn't belong to the public eye. I have to write in codes, if I want to get this out, and that just doesn't suit me.

In the future, I need to hire someone to shadow me at all times, and make sure I don't do idiotic things. Because my head has been so filled with the thought of potential consequences, these last few days, that I don't know how I'm not walking into walls out of sheer preoccupation. Most people know me to be very careful with my decisions. I like preparations, planning, consideration.. I rarely do rash things. And the second I do, I choose to do the most idiotic thing I possibly could. Way to go, hypocrite.

It's not even what I did, but the circumstances under which I did it, that makes me spend the day banging my head against the nearest hard surface.

See, this makes absolutely no sense; this is why there's a downside to venting through blogs. I hate to censor.

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