Sometimes I just need to rant. I would be like, "I wish I could tell someone this." But inevitably, I would have no one that I could immediately spill my guts to or the moment will pass and the matter in question would seem too trivial so it just gets buried or lost in Neverland - never to surface again. I'm hoping that this blog will serve as a forum for these moments.
Thank you, whoever you are, for reading.
Neverland was where Michael Jackson died.
ReplyDeleteWhen I feel like ranting, I distill it into a viewer-appropriate form first for the blog, and in that process, it helps take the edge off a bit already.
ReplyDeleteStill, nothing compares to a real-life, full-on spill session. For me, I have to get it out of my system or else it'll fester like a disease and come back later uglier than ever.
Having said all that: rant on, woman. :)