Here's the thing, I feel as though I'm running out of time. Time to make decisions. Time to make plans. Time to not make plans. Time to figure out what the fuck I'm doing with my life, when it is seemingly so very very, disgustingly easy. Perhaps thats my problem. The simplicity makes me uncomfortable. Nay, nauseous.
Did I dig myself into a child-sized hole?
Doomed to play school house for eternity and ever more?
Should I start collecting my holiday themed, bedazzled bejeweled, one of a kind because your mom hand sewed the sequins, sweaters now?
Did someone trick me into thinking this overpriced, over-catholic education was all for such a worthy cause?
Did I miss my boat and end up stranded on the wrong side of the ocean?
Did I forget how much I wanted to sing the blues, smoke cigarettes on stage and drink gin out of wine glasses, full to the brim?
Maybe. Maybe not.
Maybe I'll just wait.
Maybe I'm just grumpy because it won't stop fucking raining.
Comments (2)
well at least you got out of the country for awhile. maybe it's time to go again.
Posted by tim | April 13, 2008 2:59 PM
Posted on April 13, 2008 14:59
I feel similarly, figuring out what you are doing in the near to semi-near future is almost impossible because there are so many options and too many people get their voices in your head. I recommend reading Ryan Shaffers blog for more info.
Posted by Rob | April 16, 2008 2:28 AM
Posted on April 16, 2008 02:28