Apr 12, 2008 03:10
Is this the truth or am I just trying to rationalize how I feel?
Is it possible I've been too responsible? Am I potentially afraid of having a good time? I know that I do work my ass off. And I have been working my ass off, but where has it really gotten me? I work until midnight at least ( tonight I was at work until 12:30) on the fucking weekends. I never get to spend any time outside on nice days like today. Incase you don't know today was the first truly beautify day seattle has seen since september. I've really got to ask myself a question here. Is it really possible to reach the goals I've set for myself and have a good time while I get there? It's now that I realize that I may have actually fucked myself. I could have put up with the bullshit the pink door was feeding me. The question is would i have learned anything and would I have actually gotten anywhere? Unfortunately those are questions I will never be able to answer. Am I to impatient? Yes, why the hell can't I have everything i want and why cant i have it right now?