Which we squirreled away
Damnit, tomorrow I will be productive, I will wake up, get dressed, and go to the Humane Society to hand in my resume. And then they will hire me, and I will have a half way decent job during the week, doing something I'm good at that means not dealing with people. And on the Weekends I will work at HG getting paid a little more and hating every second of it, but getting money anyway.
Next year I will go to Cape Breton to go to School, to study Philosophy, after that I may teach english, or maybe continue on, getting my master's in Theology (Which my church should be coerced into paying for), after which I don't know. But it's years away, maybe I'll fall in love(hopefully the feeling will be mutual), maybe I'll find something I want to do. Maybe life will make sense, or at least be convenient.
I'll go to friends' weddings, and wish them well. Hold their kids and smile at how adorable they are. I will grow, and watch those around me grow as well. I will acquire pets, and trinkets. Read books, and write poetry. Drink coffee, and enjoy my life.
I will start tomorrow. Today I will go grocery shopping.
Next year I will go to Cape Breton to go to School, to study Philosophy, after that I may teach english, or maybe continue on, getting my master's in Theology (Which my church should be coerced into paying for), after which I don't know. But it's years away, maybe I'll fall in love(hopefully the feeling will be mutual), maybe I'll find something I want to do. Maybe life will make sense, or at least be convenient.
I'll go to friends' weddings, and wish them well. Hold their kids and smile at how adorable they are. I will grow, and watch those around me grow as well. I will acquire pets, and trinkets. Read books, and write poetry. Drink coffee, and enjoy my life.
I will start tomorrow. Today I will go grocery shopping.