It’s not like I don’t have any friends. But I don’t have the friends I feel I need, that would do me good, that I long for. The kind of relationships that are truly meaningful and fertile.
I need space to think. Otherwise I can’t think out of the box, trapped in the very same one.
I like to play billiard again some time soon.
I don’t want to be her friend. I don’t want to be anyone’s friend anymore. Been that all my life, done it all my life. I want more. And I don’t want to be just Ben anymore. Fuck being Ben!
I need to buy an electric toothbrush. Boy, what a lame insight. I bore myself to death in this little life of mine…
I need to do some paperwork this weekend. Endless joy. Not.
I like my new blog-network. Although I doubt I will be able to post much on the two other blogs, I kind of enjoy it. Well done, Ben!
I urgently need to clean up and improve my personal password manager.
I think I’m getting sick. That sucks.
Impressing your co-workers and your boss is fun.