Drunk
So it's a quarter to 4 in the afternoon and I'm all alone and drunk as shit. I feel like I've hit a new low as far as lows go and am optimistic in the way that only people who have hit rock bottom (or think they have) can be. It amazes me that I can be this tore and not be bothered by that fact at all and am also vaguely impressed with myself that I'm capitalizing the correct letters and spelling most things in a correct sort of way. Yay grammar.
So stuff has been bad lately but I've got big plans to make it better, and I need to sit down with all of my good friends and explain a fair number of decisions I've recently made. I'm optimistic at the moment (truly, this buoyancy of spirit has nothing to do with alcohol I swear) and I hope that my dreams will finally bear some fruit. I like fruit. I love you all. So much.
So stuff has been bad lately but I've got big plans to make it better, and I need to sit down with all of my good friends and explain a fair number of decisions I've recently made. I'm optimistic at the moment (truly, this buoyancy of spirit has nothing to do with alcohol I swear) and I hope that my dreams will finally bear some fruit. I like fruit. I love you all. So much.