rant #5034
Karma is quite obviously trying to tell me something. A broken finger, a sprained wrist, a black eye, a destroyed car, and total faliure at everything. I have to assume this lesson has to do with wanting. To be free is to be without want. And at this moment I am wanting alot. I'm wanting a ------ I can ---- to ------ who wants to ---- me, I want day-dreaming to be repected as much as fucking by the people I know, I want to have gifts for everyone (and for that gift to bring them joy), and I have none of these.