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I am what I am

I hate it when my brain is empty and I want to expunge chaotic thought, concentration (which admittedly is usually minimal anyway) is very difficult as I try and focus on something that isn't there in the first place in order to get rid of it to paper, or semi-durable medium anyway. Random poetry or sudden bursts of stories that never get finished are invariably the result, but sometimes it's something that I surprise myself with. A thought, conclusion or just something that suddenly bubbles up from the ether between my ears, waves a little flag and says 'Oi you, type this!'. I'd say write, but I rarely write; my handwriting is pretty damn pooey and extended writing I have found gives my fingers bad feelings of general pain - blame RSI, FBI, noodles and the government if you like, but thats the way it is. Whitby soon, no doubt I'm prim myself up and flouce about a bit, bimble and bomble. Wibble about, play minigolf and dance like a rabid lemming on crack. No computer, no LJ, little music and sharing a house with others, which I find quickly gets oppressive, nothing against them just I'm used to living on my own and personal space for me is very very important, as is personal time - but they look like a good bunch and it's not that long so I'll cope. But then of all the things I'm looking forward to is the sea. The moon will be waxing to gibbous so it won't be too bright a night, but I can hope for clear skies, not too cold weather and thousands of stars and an hour or two just sat by the waves listening to them roll over the beach.