Internal Dialogue

The full moon shone through the clouds as I walked from the train station to my parents house. Earlier I’d seen a similar scene when I was waiting at my local train station. It wasn’t late, but I was totally alone. No one in sight. When the train arrived, lots of people got off, but only I jumped in. No one traveling the same route as me, that night.

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Once there I treated myself to a hot bath. It’s often the first thing I do when I get there, sort of a ritual. iPod on, water running, eyes closed, another world.

I spend Saturday afternoon putting up (newly bought) christmas lights. Appereantly LED lights are now the hottest thing christmas light wise, but as I found out they’re pretty expensive. At my own home I’ll stick to generic lights, for now.

Putting them up wasn’t the easiest thing ever. I had to get myself into impossible positions to hammer in the seven or so metal-support-thingies that I could attach the waterfall-style lights to. The result was different than I expected, but it’s okay I guess. There are just so many options when it comes to putting up the christmas lights…

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My week started slow. I left the radio on for a change after it woke me. That’ll be the last time in a while… it certainly reminded me why I hate (certain) radio stations. Heard only two songs in thirty minutes time, and way too many irritating commericals. I want to hear music. I don’t want to listen to a couple of people laughing at their own stupid jokes. Oh well, I’ll probably give it another shot in a few weeks or so. At nights it can be okay, most stations just put on a playlist at that time and except for the commerical breaks it’s bearable. I just can’t stand those self indulgent disc jockeys for long…

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Thought long and hard about what I write here. There’s always stuff to say, but I must admit that I feel limited in the subjects I candicuss because of the variaty of people reading this. That’s probably why I’ve been writing so much in my protected section. With the exception of certain entries about general interests of mine, when I write I write for myself. I have no problem in sharing them, but unfortunatly so many of them not with everyone.

I do have a note on my desktop with a few subject ideas for me to write about, but so far I haven’t found the will to actually go through with writing them. They’ll come, I just have to get back into the rhythm of writing public posts. Too many big things have been happening lately, and somehow I lack the energy to write about all of them – even though I want to.