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sol to aok

by mg at 03:22 PM on November 03, 2000

So, I really feel as if I've had nothing to say for the past couple days. Nothing worthwhile anyway.

Which is weird, since I started this site because I thought I'd always have something to say.

Today is Bad Samaritan's one month anniversary (hooray us!), decades in 'net time (just ask boo) but a short time in the real world which is not a place I like spending time in, but I have to, that's where my apartment is. The commute is a bitch.

Here I am, having been at this for just a few moments and already feeling as if I've nothing left to contribute.

Come to think of it, this has happened before. I used to fancy myself a writer. I never had problems coming up with ideas and I never had trouble writing them down. And then it stopped. I haven't written a piece of creative fiction in more than two years.

And you know why? I'll tell you why.

It's because I was happy. And I think that might be the problem again.

After weeks of total bullshit being flung at me from every aspect of my life I'm happy again.

For a while there everything that could go wrong did. There was a scary sickness in the family, added to my fams usual insanity. I almost lost the girl I love for a second time (same girl, different occasion, I'll clue you in on that someday). There were a massive number of layoffs at work, plus I was putting in 12 hour days and was in the middle of this unfortunate interoffice romance. Lets not even mention the Mets losing the World Series - to the Yankees.

But the stars and planets must be in some sort of groovy celestial alignment now because things couldn't be going better.

What could have been a deadly disease turned out to be nothing more than some cells deciding to act all funky so now I can go back to only talking to the fam on birthdays and arbor day. I am back together with the girl I one day hope to impregnate... and also marry if I have too, I guess (if your reading, I love you honey, you know I'm only kidding). At work the project that had been keeping me drinking plenty of coffee, smoking plenty of cigarettes and not sleeping plenty of hours is over and has received gobs of praise.

In a matter of days things went from sol to aok. And now I've lost my voice.

I can't complain.

And I'm just getting started.