Ah yes, I'm back here. You see folks, writing chapters is hard when you have to get though serious content, you want it all to be perfect. It never will be.
I have come from editing chapter two of the fever dream (yes I do editing ahead of time). I need to type another chapter but I know not what to do. I do know, but I don't know how I'm to get there.
My cat (the very cat on the cover of this lovely book) is laying on my legs, he's very cuddly tonight. I usually am alone at nights, left to my writing. I rather like that set up, but sometimes, my cats come to visit and cuddle. This is okay until it makes it hard to type.
Anyways, my friend (not kitsune) is starting a server on Minecraft for all our friends to play. I'm excited for it. I joined first so I have a base starting up already.
Otherwise life if dull, I go about my normal life avoiding the parental existence. I sadly, must attend church tomorrow. I think the pastor is beginning to suspect my lack of belief in his god. I've grown defiant in my ways. Being compliant is getting harder and harder, I really just want to leave the church soon.
Gods this thing is inconsistent.
Does this journal resemble a story? In any way? It doesn't feel like it does. But hell, it might someday. I hope it does.
I want this to be my story, trapped in code, a small voice screaming a different tune from all the others.
Maybe I want to be found.
That's a stupid thought 1am me.
Being found means being noticed.
But isn't that all you've ever wanted? To be seen?
Not like this.
Then how?
I don't know just not like this.
You don't get to decide that.
I know.
Gods am I a fool, thinking a public journal was smart. It never is, but hey, I'm not going to back out now. I don't think I even know how to.
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Kraken's Journal
Non-FictionI'm Kraken, the author. I write my humor, my life, everything on here. Suffering included. Existential crisis is mandatory. I just need a hug. I'm usually crying when I write these entries. Comes with the clinical depression and anxiety mixed with u...