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it seems mostly i use this to either say how shitty my life is going or to comment on the weather.
so, then this will be no surprise to you (if you bother to read my entries anyway)
my throat feels like a kitten was outfitted with a razor blade back pack and sent down my throat to take a look around. the weather is nice and that only adds to the terrible fact that all i do during the day is work. at night i'm free to do whatever, but it's just not the same is it -- (rhetorical) -- maybe i should get a job at jimmy johns again. . . at least i'd be outside and getting paid to ride a bike.
feeling a bit down these days and trying to be positive. i can't always be though and sometimes i feel like i'm just faking it in the hopes that i'll forget everything, but i don't see that happening in the near future. one minute everything makes sense -- i'm ok and feel like i have a handle on my life and i can deal with what's going on... then i blink and it's all turning to shit, i have no idea what's happening or why i'm feeling terrible. and then i realize i can't do anything about what's happening. it just is. and that's what is so frustrating. i guess that's the risk you take when you're willing to love someone though.
i guess i've said enough. i feel like i thought about things more than wrote them. maybe that will help. here's to hoping.
so, then this will be no surprise to you (if you bother to read my entries anyway)
my throat feels like a kitten was outfitted with a razor blade back pack and sent down my throat to take a look around. the weather is nice and that only adds to the terrible fact that all i do during the day is work. at night i'm free to do whatever, but it's just not the same is it -- (rhetorical) -- maybe i should get a job at jimmy johns again. . . at least i'd be outside and getting paid to ride a bike.
feeling a bit down these days and trying to be positive. i can't always be though and sometimes i feel like i'm just faking it in the hopes that i'll forget everything, but i don't see that happening in the near future. one minute everything makes sense -- i'm ok and feel like i have a handle on my life and i can deal with what's going on... then i blink and it's all turning to shit, i have no idea what's happening or why i'm feeling terrible. and then i realize i can't do anything about what's happening. it just is. and that's what is so frustrating. i guess that's the risk you take when you're willing to love someone though.
i guess i've said enough. i feel like i thought about things more than wrote them. maybe that will help. here's to hoping.