lots of feelings

It's pretty damn funny how many feelings I had just two short years ago.  I can't believe how much I've changed.  Last time I posted here I still believed in Jesus. And the government.  And other people.  Not to say that I've completely become a misanthrope, but I do have problems with how most folks fundamentally think.

One thing I won't do is swear to post. Obviously I can't keep up with that. Same problem I have with any other commitment I make.  But oh well.

Clifford Brown, my dog, is a piece of shit, it turns out.  I have faith that he'll eventually stop being such an asshole. But I guess time will tell whether this faith is misplaced too.

I legitimately don't have much else to say.  I'm not really feeling the whole cryptic vibe I had with previous posts because even I can't remember what the fuck they were supposed to mean. And I lived through the shit! So there's that. We'll see if I'm meant to keep blogging or if I just do this periodically to hash out what I'm actually thinking.

Maturity. Does it ever come? Or is it just an evolution of personal beliefs over time?