staring at a blank screen. work was fun. the radio was on a station that played everything from prince to toto. one of the assistants sang along enthusiastically to "walk of life." i felt competent and mellow. now i am avoiding doing laundry. ah, the rigors of reality.
my problem, my lament, my ISSUE, if one will: i can never fucking settle on anything. i am so perpetually searching for the bigger thrill, the newer experience, no matter how detrimental, that i impatiently breeze past wholly adequate substitutions. i want my breath painfully taken away.
life is very interesting right now. how often can i truly say that?
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