candor (candor) wrote,
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stolen moments...

I keep wishing I had more time to be online, to read more friends and write more so people I want to call friends might know me and have someone to call friend (a silent journal is hard to call a friend, I know... you {and I} must read these wonderful people more often... remind me)... I do ramble on over at my daily diary, but so much of what comes out there is attention seeking drivel (and this isn't?... oh sure, we have time for self-mockery, not) and even though the sincerity is still somewhere in the babbling, I sometimes wonder if I will ever get to the point, or have one...

I do have a point, really I do... and it's not just clicking my heals together to find some imaginary way back home either... someday i might discover the true worth of what I am and can do, but until then I love to write so I write and if you notice, that's icing (very delicious icing, by the way) on the cake of this life as I know it...

I must head out to work in moments and the usual stuff (shower, dress, eat, etc) calls for time before I leave... if you are up in the middle of the night (eastern US time) and want to talk, you could try me at work at 407-281-7000 ext. 166 or 164 (they can usually find me if I'm not right by the phone)... 1 - 5am Eastern US time would be best), though an hour before and after would work too... I couldn't promise a long conversation since we're not supposed to take personal calls and sometimes there's a noseybody floating around the phone, but I'd love to hear from you... 407-325-1482 is still the home cell and when it's on and I'm awake, I answer...

maybe it I write shorter entries, I could find time more often... a thought to ponder tonight as I watch the sleeping kids at the work that pays the bill... much joy bubbles up inside looking for a way out and if there was only time, I'd find that way... music continues to return (life signs) and except for working 15 days in a row, I'm trying to get out more and connect with new friends (success is relative, but happening)... life is elsewhere, still, and I'll get back to it one of these days...

how's yours?
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