Many ways to die and never realize it, or a play by play of a melodramatic romantic

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Its time for Banjo! I don't think the "thundy house" is a safe place for a little critter, but luckily we're only here for like another month.  

The Orkin man just came and sprayed our house for non-existent bugs, and it smells weird and I feel like I'm getting poisoned when I breath it in.  Maybe it's for the best.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

I think that I am the lamest person I know.

Monday, March 16, 2009

No money to waste,
no money to save.

Charity case -- 
with each breath I take.

I feel so indentured
but not like a slave.

Get blue when I mention
these troubles of age.

I am feeling normal lately.  Its weird how I always miss home too, and great.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

I did this once..

I used this blog about two years ago, and I will now revive it!

Being in the city this weekend was like therapy.
I let my head leak the anxieties and fears I've been suffering from into the streets, and I felt free and alone for the first time in about two years.  

I was surrounded by good friends and a new feeling of control.  I liked it.  I know if I let it evolve burdens and troubles will be lifted, or at least I hope.

For about three of four minutes of the first L ride, my mind caved in on itself and I had a feeling of being lost and wanting nothing more than a warm bed.  I felt like I was face down in a muddy puddle, with people walking by- wearing scowls and showing their contempt.  

The feeling faded quicker than I could imagine and the rest of the weekend was like stated previously.  It put my life(more specifically my time spent in Normal) in a less-than-dismal perspective.  

It is nice to have that sometimes.