And now for a non-commercial interruption...

So, each day when I think about writing more about me and God, my first thought is to not write anymore on the topic. Ultimately there are some parts of the tale which I don't think can be told. They are too shocking and unbelievable for the casual reader. Obviously I don't know who reads this. Not many I am sure but some things are so personal, too highly personal that they are difficult to place in words here, to say the least. I am not sure where this God blogging is headed. Each day I just follow the history in my mind. Eventually it will become philosophical if I stay with it. How can one talk about God and not present their views of Him? But this is suppose to be a non-commercial interruption from all of that. So be it then. Today it did not rain. It was even sunny. Yet my mood is somber tonight. Just how it is sometimes. Saturday nights alone as a single person sucks sometimes. I know I can do this or that to get out of myself or entertain myself or whatever but you know what? Sometimes it just hurts to be alone. And frankly I feel like writing right now. So I will combine the loneliness with writing. Now there is a nice prescription for whining. Ask me if I care. When present loneliness is combined with memories of past occupations, you know, those idealized selected good time memories, well, present awareness sucks. Lonely. Hmmmm. Think I will take the pity party up to the store for a Diet Coke/Snickers combo. That sounds like the ticket. The ticket to liquid/euphoric pleasure(s). I can dig it. So now I walk it. Later.