the navel times and observer

It's a dirty word. But there's a lot of times where I feel like I'm speaking out of both sides of my mouth. Sometimes it's intentional. Sometimes I'd rather lie than speak what's really on my mind and eventually it's going to eat me alive.

No, it's not frequent, but I remember most sharply the times I did it.

Lately I'm worried that I gave two impressions when talking to a friend about partying. I've done my share of drinking, nothing dangerous, I don't drink with strangers. In any case I agreed with my friend that yes, sometimes losing yourself in alcohol can be fun within reasonable limits. I also agreed with her today that sometimes you need to sit back. I was in both positions, there are positives to both, but I feel like I was speaking out of two sides of my mouth.

With everything else, so it goes. I'm still trying to manage this beat.

On the plus side: went out to a symphony concert tonight, good times.