Sep 10, 2011 18:06
You'd think after 23 years, I'd be used to the spin.
Who's moved on? If anything, it feels like everybody's changing, but me -- I'm always staying just the same.
Dropped the figurative ball on this moving plan. Somehow my funds flew away in a summer fling. Cold hard sobriety has a way of bringing the world into focus onto just how much you've fucked it up this time.
I'm supposed to be an adult now, jesus.
The relationship I'm in now...there's just no spark. It's comfortable, minimally sometimes, but that's all. It won't last, I know that, but I'm too lonely and frankly chickenshit to end it for no real reason other than me being cold-hearted and completely oblivious to what would make me happy.
Laura's leaving to Idaho in the next few days.
I was supposed to be on that plane with her...
...fuck. This fucking state.
I have the miles for a one-way ticket. I was gonna enroll in college for spring semester, but I could easily diverge. What's another plan I never follow through on, eh?
Would I even make it in the states? Could I find and maintain a job? Would I just fail as miserably as I did here, but with far fewer friends or family to turn to?
I suppose things have a way of working themselves out...
And the world keeps spinning.