my computer died yesterday.
at first i was mad, but now i am considering it a favor.
the amount of time i spend online is disgusting, which is something i have been well aware of for some time. but since i don't have a computer now, i am realizing even more just how dependent i am upon it.
the internet certainly lives up to it's name; it is truly a web.
it's funny how disconnected and isolated i felt when it died. and ironic how equally free and re-connected i felt. does that even make sense?
i really believe that i have an internet addiction, as lame as it may sound. i have wasted countless hours in a day collecting photos that inspire me. what do i even do with them? look at them and dream? yeah, sure. but what does it even matter when i'm not doing anything? i thought they were an inspiration, and maybe they are. but thinking about it more, i'm not so sure.
what is the point in collecting things for what could be if they never end up being?
anyway, instead of blabbing on and on, i just wanted to let you know where i was. i will probably check in a couple times a week.
i will get a new computer, but not right now.
for now, i will stop dreaming and start doing.
have a good week. thanks for stopping by.