Reality's a freaking bitch.
For no apparent reason, I was thinking that this blog thing might be a useful for me.BUT… Why can't I start writing? Especially when I can't stop thinking…
Warning: I'm feeling pissy.
*** You know, sometimes I think everything is just fucked up.
Sometimes you get so bottled up with frustration at everything in general
that you lash out for no good reason. That's probably not a good thing !
(Geez! Sound like I have a problem! Whateva..)
I used to drive around at night a lot. Sometimes at one ot two in the morning by myself.I start thinking about traveling somewhere or imagine I’m could actually move away from everyone.Somehow it just relaxes and calm me down. …. Lately… though, I haven't been driving barely at all..
I don't even wonder about my sleep patterns anymore. I just get up when I get up, go to sleep when I go to sleep,and I don't count hours. (The first thing I used to do in the morning when I'd wake up was look at my alarm clock and subtract to figure out how long I'd slept. If it wasn't exactly six hours, I'd be annoyed at myself. Dumb, huh?)
That's it ! No more blogging today, dammit!
Thank you and good night ya…
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