Cynicism as a Crutch
Today, I discovered someone, online, that embodied what I used to embody. He's arrogant and intelligent, but doesn't use it to really do anything but build up a sense of self-importance. Reading what he writes and how he writes it, it becomes painfully clear that he feels he's the beacon of light in what's otherwise a dull world. His "philosophical" writings are nothing but inane ramblings filled with abstract thoughts that aren't so abstract. It's like looking at my former self, and it can be an eye-opener.
Just Rambling
It's been a bit since I've written a blog post. To be honest, I miss blogging on a fairly regular basis because I got to write about shit. I haven't been able to do that. Most of it is because I haven't had the ambition, but another major player is the fact that I don't have a whole lot to write about. My life takes a bit to actually accumulate enough stuff to be worthy of making just one blog post. Hopefully, that will change.