What A Wonderful World It Could Be

Jun 29, 2004 00:47

I am in one of those moods that isn't really anything. Slightly bored, but not really because I keep finding things to do. Surprisingly, the pop-ups haven't grated my last nerve yet. I long to be somewhere else. *le sigh* What good is an imagination when all u want to imagine is being in a different place, a different time? One day I feel I shall disappear from sight. It would be fun to leave. Just like that, to do anything I please. I'll go to Ireland and live in a little cottage atop a hill overlooking a valley of wildflowers and a sky that takes your breath away at sunset. Tranquility only in a far away dream which may or may not ever become a reality. I'll fall in love with an Irish boy; never to return home. The dreary confines of Louisiana only seeming a dream.

Boss is going to New Iberia for a week. She needs the time there...to think. I just feel like maybe she's putting a lot of stress on herself by worrying about things that cannot be fixed. I know how hard that can be though. Sometimes, despite all efforts made to do otherwise, a person cannot help but worry. It is a disease of being human. Well, for the majority I would think. It cannot be helped.

Amber, Amanda, and Jacob are going to Panama. They want me to go, but I can't afford it seeing as I am currently jobless. It is rather fucked up to fire someone on their birthday while they are not at work. I am hoping that somehow I'll either get a job, or fall into some money.

And smooches for the night. Time for sleep.
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