its about damn time.
my head is everywhere.

and the only place i want to be is away.
far far away.

im over everyone and everything.

my toes are constantly cold and i want
to yell.
because obviously that its the most rational
thing to do.

i feel like the world is crumbling
at my feet.
like a cheesy Sarah McLaughlin song.

im moving home and thats the last thing
i want to do in life.
last thing.

but the monetary powers that be
are out of my control.
i hate my job and the only thing that
will change that is moving home and saving
money.

im still at odd with what i want to do
in my life.
i feel like i have nothing to offer
the world.
no ones cares, and what kind of fucking
contribution could i provide?

to be continued...

beer awaits.