The itch
How is it that I can go from feeling ever so painstakingly down, the lowest of the low, to feeling very happy in twenty four hours? For no good reason either.
As of late I have been subsisting on very little sleep, 'working hard', and keeping busy in my own way. I am so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open(my eye balls are so dry) but I am reluctant to go to bed. As always. And when morning comes I regret my previous evenings activities, and want nothing more than sleep. And I keep repeating the cycle. Why can't there be more hours in one day/night? I think I was made to live out 40 hour days/nights.
Cham Islands
May 2004
God I was so damn happy I can't put into words. I am sure it may seem like I dwell on my trip a lot, but it seriously was life altering...travelling was so addictive and made me feel so high. The come down was hard. Run into a concrete wall/fall flat on my face/getting teared to shreds by some vicious animal/collapsing on a bathroom floor à la Scott Weiland hard. I just want another fix.
Ha Noi
Truong Vuong
May 2004
May 2004
Streets of Ha Noi
January 2006 is my deadline. I am so out of here. Wherever the hell I end up going, who knows. However long I go, I am not sure. But the world is too vast and fascinating for me to just stay put.
There's this cute German Sheppard puppy at work. He's three months old. So
cuuuuuuuuuute. Not counting the owner, he totally likes me the best out of all my co-workers. At work he'll try to rest his head and paws on my lap while I'm on the computer, lick me, or nudge me with his nose. Looks like it will be the only loving I will be getting from anyone, male or female for a long time. Hahaha.
And is it bad that I have 'embarrassing' intimate dreams featuring LJ people in them once and awhile?
As of late I have been subsisting on very little sleep, 'working hard', and keeping busy in my own way. I am so exhausted I can barely keep my eyes open(my eye balls are so dry) but I am reluctant to go to bed. As always. And when morning comes I regret my previous evenings activities, and want nothing more than sleep. And I keep repeating the cycle. Why can't there be more hours in one day/night? I think I was made to live out 40 hour days/nights.
Cham Islands
May 2004
God I was so damn happy I can't put into words. I am sure it may seem like I dwell on my trip a lot, but it seriously was life altering...travelling was so addictive and made me feel so high. The come down was hard. Run into a concrete wall/fall flat on my face/getting teared to shreds by some vicious animal/collapsing on a bathroom floor à la Scott Weiland hard. I just want another fix.
Ha Noi
Truong Vuong
May 2004
May 2004
Streets of Ha Noi
January 2006 is my deadline. I am so out of here. Wherever the hell I end up going, who knows. However long I go, I am not sure. But the world is too vast and fascinating for me to just stay put.
There's this cute German Sheppard puppy at work. He's three months old. So
cuuuuuuuuuute. Not counting the owner, he totally likes me the best out of all my co-workers. At work he'll try to rest his head and paws on my lap while I'm on the computer, lick me, or nudge me with his nose. Looks like it will be the only loving I will be getting from anyone, male or female for a long time. Hahaha.
And is it bad that I have 'embarrassing' intimate dreams featuring LJ people in them once and awhile?