Making up for lost time.
I wanted to write. Then I realized I didn't have anything structured that I really wanted to talk about. Or did I? I've been stressing out lately. Money...school...life, it's always someething right? I hate working or do I just not like my job? Get real, my job is more relaxed than my home life. I have it pretty lucky with my job and my friends. I am really lucky to have the friends that I do. They are the most loving, bueatiful people I know. They will take the trash out with me at midnight in the middle of Detroit or help me move a mattress upstairs and a chair and not complain. They will call to see how I am doing and offer to come visit even though I feel like death. They will bring me a get well soon bag to make me smile. It's wierd that I feel so loved and yet at the same time feel so alone? Do you get it? I am not saying that i need a penis to fufill my life but some people have really let me down lately. I think i', entering the first stages of depression. Maybe I will go back to the random making out. That seemed to work for awhile. I mean for at least a couple hours I will feel on top of the world. ha. Ok, i'm done I think. Time to go to work. Motivate ME.