Water is all I need. The angle of approach is water. It will not make the head stop throbbing, but it is a little more sound than coffee. I know this. I stayed up too late last night, out too late. Drank too much bad sugary beer.
I have thought much about making a change, something big. I don't know what but I feel weak, incomplete, failed, changed (badly), hurt, itchy. The move is coming. Entrepreneurship is in sight and a goal has been set with an appropriately issued challenge. Money is no object. It is, in a physical way, but for this I can see not giving a shit. You have to try. When you do, really try. I have struggled with this concept and no doubt will continue to do so throughout my fleeting time on the space rock.
I want my life back. I want it the same and differently. I would do it different. More attention, more games, more travel, more freedom, more attention, less selfishness, less jealousy, less worry, more time spent enjoying the warm body I can't let go of.
I have broken hands and a faulty (some would say bum) ideology. I can make it work. I know I can. I just don't think so right now, not today.
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well look who decided to jump on the shenanigan wagon. welcome aboard.
ReplyDeletefor what it's worth, if i learned anything from watching project runway it's that you don't need to make it work, as long as you're workin' it.
i hope that is useful if it is not then i will buy you a beer instead
okay you got me i will probably buy you a beer either way
beer. the way to a man's heart and pants.
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