I'm Goin Mid-evil On Your Punk Ass!

You can't really call it a whim, or a fancy or whatever, because it was calculated. I bought a typewriter, which has now prominently become the centerpiece of my little room. I don't know if and when I will be coming back to my beloved ROTD, but I will make a stop when I feel something needs to be shared. Until then, I am going to truly and selfishly write for one and only one purpose. To contribute to the art of senselessness.

Not every printed word must be clad in a book to be shared with the world and not every story written needs to be told. Sometimes, as a musician would practice his instrument in a lonely room for hours on end, so must a writer write.

I am not yet an artist, not even a painter, but know this, I am born.

Night One

For some time, my day to day life has lacked an immediate purpose. That is why I've decided to take on something concrete tonight. Its simple and yet I hope that I'm not making a stupid, stupid decision. But right now I need any decision and I am content with this one.

It's a simple vow of silence. I know the idea sounds ridiculously stupid and immature, but to be honest, I really don't care about being stupid and immature, not when I know that I'm still a kid.

Taking a vow of complete silence is a bit radical for anyone, so I am going to allow myself one single conversation a day and only if it is completely and utterly necessary. I'm also going to log my days on this blog, not everyday but when I feel the need. Maybe if I lose less words while speaking, I will have more words for here.

So this is night one, and I already feel breathless. Sounds like the next few days are gonna be fun...