This is David Gibson

I want to sing my heart out. I wish that sometimes I had been gifted not only with a passion for language but a desire and ability to sing. I would have been a great musician. But alas it isn't in me. I do love music however and spend many hours on iTunes. Having my musical inspiration come from the same place where I write and discover other sources of knowledge is a joy.

I find myself wanting to post more about my feelings these days. I have always been someone who freely unburdened himself, but in the era of the overshare, I find myself strangely mute. I don't want to tell EVERYONE about my life and my problems. The void doesn't care. I do however want to put these facts before anyone who would care, who would extend themselves to me. Beyond my loving wife I find it hard to know who that might be. Perhaps the writing about feelings is overrated. Maybe I should be writing stories, poems, and more. I think that over time, when we get the chance to vent constantly, we lose the ability to recognize that all our words have clarity and weight, and that they matter as self expression most when they aspire to something more. I have been organizing my library and putting things in their places. Gathering all the poetry books I own, all the drama books, the short stories, and so on. Thinking about language, about expression, about process. I am a fl

I seem to come back to this blog about once every year and make a small stab at trying to achieve the level of honesty I see every day on social media but can rarely summon as I once did when I felt anonymous in my life. I am not sure if I will ever feel sincerely anonymous again, but in many ways I feel naked, stripped of the socially conscientious mores that once held me to a certain social circle. The people who might read this are in fact the same ones I have left behind. Because at some level I find them profoundly insincere, with agendas preceding true friendship, with a need to gather intel rather that share the true fragility of their lives. It used to be that sharing was caring. Now it's just another way to show off.