more meaningless musings
I'm reminded of an incident that occurred roughly 6 years ago. Actually, thinking back on it, I'm just reminded of the entire month of June 2005. The month of my first concert --Sleater-Kinney in Santa Cruz -- and the end of my first full school year as a college student. I would also get my first two jobs ever. But, what I remember most, at this moment, is the falling out I had with a friend at the time.
It is June 2011, and I am plagued, once more, by a falling out with a friend. I guess June is a time to end relationships. I'm suddenly reminded of May 2007, but I digress. Let me finish making the relevant connection to 2005.
It was during that summer that an email came to my attention, and that a concept was born to me "the long, hot summer."
I'm in my own hell right now, and I have no idea how to get out of it. I know that I want to be sober, that I don't want to crawl back to the past anymore.
But how the hell do I move forward? I don't know. I'm rambling. Again.
I'm clearly very tired and upset at myself for spending a few more hours on the internet looking up and learning absolutely nothing.
So much for starting that Jimmy Carter biography tonight...
It is June 2011, and I am plagued, once more, by a falling out with a friend. I guess June is a time to end relationships. I'm suddenly reminded of May 2007, but I digress. Let me finish making the relevant connection to 2005.
It was during that summer that an email came to my attention, and that a concept was born to me "the long, hot summer."
I'm in my own hell right now, and I have no idea how to get out of it. I know that I want to be sober, that I don't want to crawl back to the past anymore.
But how the hell do I move forward? I don't know. I'm rambling. Again.
I'm clearly very tired and upset at myself for spending a few more hours on the internet looking up and learning absolutely nothing.
So much for starting that Jimmy Carter biography tonight...