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I haven't written anything in here since September. Not much has happened.
I am being a unicorn for Halloween. This is the first year since I stopped trick or treating that I put any effort into a Halloween costume and it is soooo much fun. Of course, given the times, it is a "sexy unicorn." So fun. The horn is exceedingly phallic.
I just read Catch 22 and I loved it. I loved it but it made me feel even more aimless than I'd already been feeling since the summer. I'm worried about my aimlessness lately. The only thing I've been interested in for the past couple months has been exercising (mainly running, this weekend I ran 11 miles!! Woot!). Physical exertion just makes me feel good and alive, I'm sick of sitting around and talking and thinking about stuff...I just want to DO stuff! Geesh.
I hate restlessness. I am so restless. I keep picturing myself leaving and not saying anything to anyone, just leaving. Leaving school and work and family and friends and just going wherever I feel like going. I know it's stupid and immature and everyone thinks that way sometimes so I'm not trying to be profound, I'm just stating facts. This is how I've been feeling. I want out. I'm sick of this place, I'm looking for big changes. Craving change.
I do not think "settling down" is in my future.
I do not think I will ever have enough money.
Even though I will not settle down, I will not be lonely.
More wild adventures will happen and lots more laughs. This is good.
I will not be what most people call "successful." I apologize for this if any of you expected it of me.
I am being a unicorn for Halloween. This is the first year since I stopped trick or treating that I put any effort into a Halloween costume and it is soooo much fun. Of course, given the times, it is a "sexy unicorn." So fun. The horn is exceedingly phallic.
I just read Catch 22 and I loved it. I loved it but it made me feel even more aimless than I'd already been feeling since the summer. I'm worried about my aimlessness lately. The only thing I've been interested in for the past couple months has been exercising (mainly running, this weekend I ran 11 miles!! Woot!). Physical exertion just makes me feel good and alive, I'm sick of sitting around and talking and thinking about stuff...I just want to DO stuff! Geesh.
I hate restlessness. I am so restless. I keep picturing myself leaving and not saying anything to anyone, just leaving. Leaving school and work and family and friends and just going wherever I feel like going. I know it's stupid and immature and everyone thinks that way sometimes so I'm not trying to be profound, I'm just stating facts. This is how I've been feeling. I want out. I'm sick of this place, I'm looking for big changes. Craving change.
I do not think "settling down" is in my future.
I do not think I will ever have enough money.
Even though I will not settle down, I will not be lonely.
More wild adventures will happen and lots more laughs. This is good.
I will not be what most people call "successful." I apologize for this if any of you expected it of me.