She's Alive!

Not in the literal sense. In the literal sense, I always have been alive, perhaps more so than I have been for a long time. Don't gasp. Internet is like any other addictions. Pleasant; so much so that you can't live without it (or at least feel that way until you're put off cold-turkey) but in the end you realize it's not as special as it seems...
And, ta-daa! I just realized how easy it is to slip back into an old habit. xD!
So, here I am again, writing a post for my blog. It feels very strange. But in a good way. Most strange things are good things. Strange things give life variety, if everything was normal I might kill myself. (Thus says the slave to routine. Well I am, in a sense of the expression.)
So, why did I not have internet for a month? We moved into our new house (at last) and...I will give the full explanation of the vulgarity of the Wireless companies in 'The Other Me'...I had to go without internet for a month. I checked my e-mail a couple of times at the local library, but when I go to a library I'm usually far too interested in the books to spend much time on the computers.
I read about a book a day, did some drawing, wrote a lot, slept quite a bit, and thought even more. It's so nice to think...sometimes. And I have flowers on my window-sill every day. I think it's wonderful. Flowers are lovely.

I live.

And please look into my entry on 'The Other Me' because my fantasy here is killing me.

Much love,
-Jo.