We reached the third floor, and I followed him down the dimly-lit hallway. I glanced around as he stopped in front of the door farthest from the stairs.

Not brilliant words, but the first I have written in ages. I am hoping they have made enough of a crack in the wall for me to get through. Maybe it has, because I just finished sending a long email to someone I haven't really "talked" to in a while.

I've been avoiding most everyone for a while. Mostly because I have been withdrawn inside myself. I'm trying to get out of there because "inside myself" is a really anoying place to be. You all are much more interesting that I am and I would rather spend time talking to you than rooting around in the dark, moldy soil in my head.

You know, I miss the chat room. I've never been great at talking one-to-one but really enjoy talking with people--as long as there is a background I can fade into if needed. Otherwise I tend to end up having long silences that tend to make people think I find them boring or that my attention is elsewhere. What it really is, though, is that I get amazingly insecure and freeze up.

But anyway... I am really hoping to do some writing tonight. I managed that little bit last night, so I am hopeful.