December 2010
2 posts
If you could only see the beast you've made of me.
Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn’t allow it. 4:00 wallow in self pity, 4:30 stare into the abyss, 5:00 solve world hunger (tell NO one), 5:30 jazzercise, 6:30 dinner with me - I can’t cancel that again. 7:00 wrestle with my self-loathing… I’m booked. Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9, I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into...
This is a gift, it comes with a price.
I’ve been so easily irritated by people around me lately and I figured out why today. My thoughts and opinions are differentiating so much from the people I was once close to. I’m just growing up and seeing things differently. My sense of humor is changing. What I like to do on my free time. It’s good but in a way bad that I might be leaving behind some good friends...