Friday, August 21, 2009
Life
For a while I didn't really know why I had stopped blogging for nearly two weeks. I had spent over a week up in Chicago revamping my long distance relationship, which was quite pleasant. We drove back down to Atlanta together and spent our last few days enjoying each others company before she went back home yesterday. My vegetable garden is doing swell. I have already harvested a dozen delicious grape tomatoes and my carrots are ready for the picking. Some part of me was really looking forward to some solitude accompanied by poker and Starcraft, but I feel pretty numb to the world as of late. It is showing in my exercise habits, poker focus, gaming practices, and social endeavours. My window exists so that light can enter my apartment. My iPhone exists so that it can transmit data. I exist because I am not dead yet.
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5 comments:
You exist for more reasons than not being deceased. Insightful post
You exist so that bootgun has nuts to lick...
I saw you existing yesterday on a ton of NLHE Cap tables. If being physically alive is one's criteria of being alive, then one is existentially dead. Impossible to say how you did overall. But you looked alive.
" I know when one is dead, and when one lives.
She's dead as earth. Lend me a looking glass.
If that her breath will mist or stain the stone,
Why, then she lives."
TD
You last blog brought me down. How about some super fun contest where we can win some carrots from your garden?
- ThePHC
you really have a way with words. im being serious. it really gets me sometimes. in that way that a sad song does. you should try to write some lyrics some time. ill sing them if you dont want to.
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