no money and too much time
It is summer and I haven’t updated in about four centuries. My Lost Years. We are now entering my Age of Enlightenment. I strongly believe that I will only be complete when I have the perfect tattoo and a big, grey, regal cat. I am without these things and figure that is why I never really feel whole. I am allergic to cats.
I have not yet acquired employment. I was hoping for something that dealt with flowers and/or plants and the outdoors. So, for the time being I have a lot of free time, which leads to thinking, which leads to those ghastly moods. I figure I will spend most of my time outside sitting in the grass with my friends and any available puppies.
I wouldn’t mind existing on a higher plane of being. In the meantime I will go read too much Shakespeare.
Backyard barbecues? Playing frisbee in parks? Drinking on porches in the sun? Painful sunburns? Too many freckles? Better luck with boys? The Bicycles at Gus' on Saturday?
Here's hoping.
I have not yet acquired employment. I was hoping for something that dealt with flowers and/or plants and the outdoors. So, for the time being I have a lot of free time, which leads to thinking, which leads to those ghastly moods. I figure I will spend most of my time outside sitting in the grass with my friends and any available puppies.
I wouldn’t mind existing on a higher plane of being. In the meantime I will go read too much Shakespeare.
Backyard barbecues? Playing frisbee in parks? Drinking on porches in the sun? Painful sunburns? Too many freckles? Better luck with boys? The Bicycles at Gus' on Saturday?
Here's hoping.