The day after
I don't need to go into what happened last night. It was a momentous occasion, and I think it's one of those watershed moments that everyone will vividly remember for the rest of their lives. This is one par with landing on the moon, the Kennedy assassination, the collapse of the Berlin wall, and 9-11. Everyone will remember where they were, who they celebrated with, and how the moment felt.
That being said, I'm left thinking. This week has been marked with several really shitty occurrences in my life. Several of my friends back in Jacksonville are going through some really heavy shit. I'm not going into details, but they're significant. Very significant. And they're all fucking downers. Not a single one of my friends is having good shit going on. Status quo at best.
More than that, I'm realizing that my life is truly at a different point.
And this is a different kind of journal. I'm trying to find direction with this. Writing suggestions anyone? I have an abundance of angry acerbic wit just waiting for an outlet.
That being said, I'm left thinking. This week has been marked with several really shitty occurrences in my life. Several of my friends back in Jacksonville are going through some really heavy shit. I'm not going into details, but they're significant. Very significant. And they're all fucking downers. Not a single one of my friends is having good shit going on. Status quo at best.
More than that, I'm realizing that my life is truly at a different point.
And this is a different kind of journal. I'm trying to find direction with this. Writing suggestions anyone? I have an abundance of angry acerbic wit just waiting for an outlet.