Hand me my fix, 'cause I'm going down.
I'm supposed to be applying to university. I feel like a lost child. I haven't the foggiest where to begin or how to get where I want to be, like a 12 year old who needs their high-school application walk-through with their hand held.
Headaches and sore feet, what can be done? I'm been trying to write but nothing comes out. I stare at the autumn leaves and my pen doesn't move. I mull over stories and prose but I press all the wrong keys and eventually abandon the work.
I await inspiration, or a spark of genius.
And what to do with this day? I no longer toil ceaselessly for a larger income, so now I sit idly untill the night falls.
The STM has handed me a fine. I'm digging for loopholes, and have untill the end of November to find one or pay it off.
Running low on cash and on drugs. Need my coffee and smoke before I face the outdoors again,
Headaches and sore feet, what can be done? I'm been trying to write but nothing comes out. I stare at the autumn leaves and my pen doesn't move. I mull over stories and prose but I press all the wrong keys and eventually abandon the work.
I await inspiration, or a spark of genius.
And what to do with this day? I no longer toil ceaselessly for a larger income, so now I sit idly untill the night falls.
The STM has handed me a fine. I'm digging for loopholes, and have untill the end of November to find one or pay it off.
Running low on cash and on drugs. Need my coffee and smoke before I face the outdoors again,