Time is a fucking asshat
Just got off the phone with my mom. She put up a christmas tree this year, just incase I came home.
Its been 13 years since I had said goodbye, and got on a bus to Ottawa. Looking to pick up where I left off years before. Hard to believe that in 13 years I havent gotten anywhere with life. At least Im not a junky.
So... mom says there is work at a meat packing plant in the small town she lives in, pays 10 bucks an hour to start. Some days Im tempted to trade my computer for a bus ticket back out west. Especialy after this last conversation. I doubt I will though. I have this feeling that the next time i see her will be to bury her. Kinda sucks.
Just wish I could find it in me to get my shit together and do something with my life. Instead i keep fucking around, wasting time like its spare change.
Its been 13 years since I had said goodbye, and got on a bus to Ottawa. Looking to pick up where I left off years before. Hard to believe that in 13 years I havent gotten anywhere with life. At least Im not a junky.
So... mom says there is work at a meat packing plant in the small town she lives in, pays 10 bucks an hour to start. Some days Im tempted to trade my computer for a bus ticket back out west. Especialy after this last conversation. I doubt I will though. I have this feeling that the next time i see her will be to bury her. Kinda sucks.
Just wish I could find it in me to get my shit together and do something with my life. Instead i keep fucking around, wasting time like its spare change.