The first report

I finally decided to hold a blog. I don't know how many people I know will read it, I don't know how if I want them to. I just know this: I love words, I have an opinion, I have issues. So here goes.

I am alive. That I am willing to share. There will be personal items about me and my acquaintances, but I hope none of them mind or ever find out.

So I am a guy, living around somewhere on our globe. I am a lonely guy and have some needs which are not met. Sure I am doing good academically and in my life things come along fine.But still there are some things some people have and others that don't have it and envy them. So well that's what's bothering me and probably 46% of developed coutries' people. (There is always that 4% that doens't care.)

So what to do? Meet new people should be the answer. 'Cause I try and I try and I try; still can't get no satisfaction. So: What gives? Too picky? That is my most recent conclusion. Still. If 5 of my friends all get some. In some form of another, there must be some kind of ...

Any how. I taught myself to think of two good things I have every time I think of something I don't have. Which works in concept and sometimes does in actual life. Though the hole I have that I want to fill is not filled with words. Still it forces me to be happy. Can't force love right? Just wait until I am not looking for it and then i'll find it... or something like that.

Enough self pitty. Live life to the fullest. Momento Mori and Carpe Diem.