Because I'm a Myspace junkie
Give me a kick in the ass.
I just suddenly realized (after finding a couple long lost friends on Myspace) that I am unsure if I am totally happy with where I am in life.
I suddenly realized that I want to cut and paste parts of my life with parts of my past-that I can't let things go. The things in my past that were so sweet...
I just finally got a great job. I just finally became an adult with a grown up job and grown up responsibilities. I finally realized that no matter how much of a loser I was in high school, that is no measure to what kind of person I am now.
But I read all these profiles where everyone is married and in school, or graduated...saving the earth one step at a time, and I wonder if I am more happy sidestepping all of these life-changing events (so I can be like everyone else) just because I am terrified of committing? Am I a committment phobe? I think I am.
At the one time in my life where everything is going well for me, my little addled brain has to start churning. And its not churning sweet butter. I'm churning up shit.
I just suddenly realized (after finding a couple long lost friends on Myspace) that I am unsure if I am totally happy with where I am in life.
I suddenly realized that I want to cut and paste parts of my life with parts of my past-that I can't let things go. The things in my past that were so sweet...
I just finally got a great job. I just finally became an adult with a grown up job and grown up responsibilities. I finally realized that no matter how much of a loser I was in high school, that is no measure to what kind of person I am now.
But I read all these profiles where everyone is married and in school, or graduated...saving the earth one step at a time, and I wonder if I am more happy sidestepping all of these life-changing events (so I can be like everyone else) just because I am terrified of committing? Am I a committment phobe? I think I am.
At the one time in my life where everything is going well for me, my little addled brain has to start churning. And its not churning sweet butter. I'm churning up shit.