In This Heart

May 20, 2006 21:52

So last night I got drunk and as usual, I felt like shit the day after - not because of a hangover but just because I know that I only do it to escape myself. Cliche as it may be.

Passengers, this is your captain. I would like to welcome you aboard on this flight bound for The Isle of Your Life. The length of this flight will be approximately a life-time, our current altitude is who-gives-a-fuck-because-we're-probably-going-to-crash-into-the-murky-shark-infested-depths-below-anyway and we will not be serving any meals because you're probably a bit on the chubby side, need to lose some weight and would rush to the bathroom to vomit guiltily afterwards anyway. Our flight attendants are now going to demonstrate to you all the things that are wrong with you and why you are never going to overcome them. Passengers on the left looking out the windows will be able to see the mainland of St Self-Pity, while passengers on the right will just be able to catch a glimpse of Clarity Island and Contentment Reef. Oh hang on sorry, not on this flight. That particular route is exclusively for the beautiful people on airline perfect. So sit back ladies and gentlemen and enjoy the loneliness and depression.

Sorry, just a scene that popped into my head. Well anyway I got my hair cut the other day in a halfhearted attempt to make change in my life. Yeah i put alot of effort into that one. Oh and I bought a piano off of ebay. I know, I know, I have to stop impulse buying. Especially when it costs me $400. But I figured that its a step forward, in some kind of odd way that only makes sense to myself.
I don't even know how to sort out what I'm feeling at the moment. There's too much and I can't tell the difference between the stuff thats legitimate and the stuff that I make too much out of. What I need to do is just sink into my music. Somehow it never lets me down.
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