Staring off into space
I’ve been through Europe, I’ve come home, I’ve cut off my hair.
I’ve cleaned my apartment, taken out the garbage, done groceries.
It’s been 6 weeks of this, 6 weeks of routine again.
I bought a new shirt at american eagle, bought more toilet paper.
Cashed my paycheck, made sure my taxes were done.
What the hell now. I don’t like this.
I’m happy, but what for, I’m happy because things are working.
Hell I’m pretty grateful for it actually, I fought for it in small doses.
Maybe I need a victory, or maybe I need a new goal.
A few year ago I wrote about paper cups.
Now I’m just wondering what to do… I’ve got nobody to feed off of.
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hows about you pay my bills eh?!
Would make us both happy maybe, that would be a big victory. It would also allow me to flee my current job which sometimes includes grinding up pieces of small children…its true
By dybbuk on 06.11.03 3:34 am
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