Zero time

What can I say? No time. No time. I just REALLY want to do this, that is, write a blog, but really what I want is an ear. I have no one to talk to because everyone is just as busy as me. I want to tell everybody about all the great things going on in my life! The crazy experiences and the authentic happiness. I don't even know what I'm talking about really. Maybe it's the Red Bull, but I feel some sort of completeness. God knows I'm not complete, but I've caught some sort of fulfilling sickness. It's probably the jammed schedule. I don't know but I like it.