(4pm) Well, I went to the park and caught some more rays. (That felt nice.)
(8pm) Nice walk.
(10pm) Quiet nite. (Nice.)
5-10-87
(7am) Looks like another beautiful day.
(1pm) Time for a typing break.
(4pm) I went to the park and caught some more rays. (Nice.)
(10pm) Enough typing for today.
I still have a ways to go before I would feel comfortable letting women choose to be with me. (There are so many problems with me, I really wouldn't want to wish me on anyone now. (So I choose for them, by staying home and withdrawing.)) (Maybe someday I will like myself enough?) (In the mean time, there are plenty of better men out there, to keep all of them happy.)
5-11-87
(10am) Well I caught up with my pen pals again.
This time, working on "Outlaws and Poets" seems to be going better. (It helps to just work on that and not be interrupted by accounting. (It makes it easier to keep track of all the pieces and make it cohesive.) (When I typed up the second draft last summer, it took a couple three months of evenings and weekends, and this time I should have it done in two to three weeks.) (Neat.)
(1pm) Time for a typing break.
(3pm) Nice workout.
(5pm) I went to the park and caught some sun. (Nice.)
(7pm) Time for a typing break.
(10pm) Enough typing for today.
I am not sure why I am more expressive when I write than when I talk. (?) (I have gotten comfortable with some people in the past, but it always took awhile.) (Just too self conscious and sensitive. (One of the big things I have to work through before I will mature enough for friends and lovers.) (I think my pen pals have helped with that. (I have learned to express myself better from that experience, and I have learned that people aren't necessarily going to hate me if say what I think.)-(And, it has been reassuring to know that others are interested in what I have to say.)))