Well I guess it is that time again. I’m going to renew the site one more time and see where we go from there.
I just can’t bring myself to let https://aopinionatedman.com/ go and it become some online pine cone store. For the guy in the back that just thought… ‘what the fuck is an online pine cone store???’ Man… you just ain’t been living.
A blog is not a single post. A single post can get you famous of course… fame is such a loose term these days, but it can definitely accomplish that for normally the wrong reasons. A true blog paints a whole picture of what a blogger is or is becoming, or it should if a blogger is honest. Most bloggers aren’t.
I find it to be fun to own a website, in general, and call it your own. That’s what this blog is. Most people don’t think that is a big deal and that’s cool, they can have their opinion. Over there. The reason I still putter along over here is because a website never dies.
It only becomes an online pine cone store if you don’t pay the $150 to reup.
I think I’ve become scared of everything I will be. Everything inside of me, all that’s left are dreams. How do you get these things to leave I’ll think.
I know how. I know how.
Here’s a way. We’ll try this way. A drink or two. Do you smoke they say.
We do what we have to to stop it from happening. It’s an it. My kid asked me the other day why they made that movie about the clown the name ‘It.’ I didn’t have an answer.
What’s more scary than ‘it?’ It makes you cry, you don’t know why. Even wine doesn’t bring a smile to these eyes. I’ll drink a little. I’ll drink a bit. We’ll see if we can drown this it out. It never works.
I’ve found an answer, a solution that works for me. It blocks the dreams and they wait for me outside the line of my bedroom shrine. I feel them creep as my toes cross from the safety I’ve made here. But it’s ok. I’ll be ok. Bring on those dreams. Who needs rest.