oil-crusted salmon

Mar 21, 2012 11:19

mixed emotions.

my chest feels like a blender. and my head is it's cover-that-doesn't-seem-to-fit-right-so-it-kind-of-spills-a-bit-and-makes-a-bit-of-a-mess.

I'm easily swayed. I decided at first glance that I'll just have fun with this, and not get invested in any way but now it seems like my body is betraying me. I've been messing up at work, I can't concentrate. I feel so shallow and fickle.

I'm happy too though. But wasn't able to follow through. I don't usually do anyways.

There was this point during TOE's set where I wondered what the fuck I've been doing with my life. I want to be up there not down here; hung over, stuck up, crushed, caged, with work at 8.

I need a vacation.

Maybe that was what she was. Maybe she was my vacation as much as I was her's. I guess I just need a longer one then. or an ACTUAL vacation. The kind where you "find yourself".

I need a vacation.
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