I've continued my  trend of slowly letting a journal die.  And I'm -still- not sure why I do it.  Though I believe by the time things go full circle it's that I don't really want to write about current emotions, and you can only write about past ones so long before you a.) run out and b.) ask what the point is.

I've also thought about making a more constructive journal.  Perhaps reviewing something?  Perhaps offering advice?  Philosophical questions and debates?  The issues with these is I then have to keep up to date with something.  I am a terrible procrastinator with a short attention span.

Things have gone beautifully with Mary lately.  I've even felt confident to aim for a playmate, because I'm confident it won't hurt our relationship.  In other news, I randomly felt compelled to make this: