my medium for bitching
I like reading about other peoples lives. I suck so bad at keeping in touch.
Mostly now I feel like I'm removed from everything I live, just kind of watching from a distance. I don't keep track of the details. My life is a mess and I live more or less day by day.
Still in France, but the magic and mystery has worn off. I'm stuck in a job I hate, teaching things I don't really know or care too much about, like, the sources of the non-existant UK constitution, more or less learning a day or two in advance to teach to people almost my age. I've got this almost constant stress that makes me edgy and awkward. My best friends and my (no longer) girlfriend have all split town, and I sometimes don't feel like I have it in me to restart, again. I kind of want out.
I want/need to be a student again. I also need some outlet for artistic expression. I'm losing my edge, I'm losing my edge.
Let's make resolutions, let's improve, no more fucking around and burning bridges, let's learn and dig ourselves out, that's when I like myself most.
Mostly now I feel like I'm removed from everything I live, just kind of watching from a distance. I don't keep track of the details. My life is a mess and I live more or less day by day.
Still in France, but the magic and mystery has worn off. I'm stuck in a job I hate, teaching things I don't really know or care too much about, like, the sources of the non-existant UK constitution, more or less learning a day or two in advance to teach to people almost my age. I've got this almost constant stress that makes me edgy and awkward. My best friends and my (no longer) girlfriend have all split town, and I sometimes don't feel like I have it in me to restart, again. I kind of want out.
I want/need to be a student again. I also need some outlet for artistic expression. I'm losing my edge, I'm losing my edge.
Let's make resolutions, let's improve, no more fucking around and burning bridges, let's learn and dig ourselves out, that's when I like myself most.