burned out
I got super drunk last night without meaning too. Now I feel like I could sleep for days. In the last few days I think I've started to feel more like the person I am again. Not that I ever felt like I wasn't me, but I suppose I'm looking at things more calmly, I feel more content? I suppose that's it. It's nice to feel this way, but it does bugger all for my song writing. I haven't written anything decent in ages. Which irritates me, because I want to be good. I know that I can keep writing and that it can't be forced, but I feel like I need something new, something to kick start me. A new direction. I'm sick of writing love songs, or pseudo love songs. I don't even know what they are. It'd be nice to write more fast songs as well. I listen to a lot of fast music, so why do I seem to only really write slow stuff?
Anyhow, it's also nice to just chill out. I've got some shows organised for the next 2 months, so that's good, I don't need to worry about that. I wouldn't mind setting up one for the start of August, but i think that can wait a few more weeks.
No real news, everything is boring. For the last 2 days I left work early due to feeling sick. Headache yesterday, today just plain exhaustion. I cam home, had a bath and crashed. B called me for about 10 mins, that was nice. 5 more days till he's home! If I had the energy I'd be really excited right now. But I'm dancing somewhere on the inside anyhow.
My t-shirt still hasn't arrived. Totally sucks. I really really want it to get here tomorrow. I wish it was later at night so I could go to bed and know that i'd sleep the night through.
Anyhow, it's also nice to just chill out. I've got some shows organised for the next 2 months, so that's good, I don't need to worry about that. I wouldn't mind setting up one for the start of August, but i think that can wait a few more weeks.
No real news, everything is boring. For the last 2 days I left work early due to feeling sick. Headache yesterday, today just plain exhaustion. I cam home, had a bath and crashed. B called me for about 10 mins, that was nice. 5 more days till he's home! If I had the energy I'd be really excited right now. But I'm dancing somewhere on the inside anyhow.
My t-shirt still hasn't arrived. Totally sucks. I really really want it to get here tomorrow. I wish it was later at night so I could go to bed and know that i'd sleep the night through.