Goin', Goin', Gone: (Paradise)

As of today, I hand in my resignation. This blog will be put to sleep for a good while. I haven't taken the opportunity to come up with anything witty, intelligent or tear-jerking. I saved you whatever that may be - unless you are a cold hearted bitch, then well, I saved you nothing. What can I say? I'm not going out with guns blazin' or whippin' shit, and whatnot.

If you have read this far, then you are most likely jumping for joy, pumping your fist, or just so drunk that you stumbled upon this blog thinking, for some odd reason, it's about porn. Meh. Well, you know, the Entertainment Factor and all.

Farewell, followers of all types, and those invisible, not wanting to show they are following. A sweet hearty laugh. I need to stretch - my legs, arms .... actually, after this I'll have to get off my ass.

I'm going to go find my November Rain, my Sweet Child O' Mine, My Michelle, and my Maria. It'll be a journey. A fun one at that. For sure, for sure. Write a bundle of poems/lyrics, drink champagne, soak myself in the water, and find what it is I find.

The lost is not forgotten. The found is not memorable. Love is a journey within a journey. Silence can be violence. Noise can be a man's best friend.

Pause. OK. Pause. I have a confession to make. I am not resigning. This is not my last blog post on this blog. But I will be away for some time. Away. Goin', Goin', Goin', Gone.

For now, this is the end .... for a while.

The end.

Short Story: On Hold

This is going to be short, I promise. Remember the short story I talked about writing in my last blog post? Of course you don't. Well, go remind yourself by reading, Fuck! Where's The Motivation blog post.

It will be done. It will. But not right now due to being too busy at the moment. I'll be honest, I don't have a clue what it will be about. Though, that will change.

More tomorrow. That is a guarantee.