Monday, May 23, 2011

Just One Of Those Days

Today started off easy enough. It was beautiful day, I got plenty of rest, woke up to pleasantries and the love of her on my mind and I was just in an all around good mood. The ending? Me laying in bed, clothes scattered all over the floor w a drink on the table next to me, my clothes damp from the the liquor that missed my lips when I turned up the glass. I was sporting irritation with a hint of urked. Why u ask? Your guess is as good as mine. had nothing to do with the the drink.

I fuss...a lot. Usually it's all in good fun unless I'm at work. Then of course it's valid but still...people get tired of listening to one bitch...EYE get tired of hearing myself. So...I'm trying to tone it down a bit because quite frankly it's exhausting. Is this blog gonna be me bitching...Idk. I just felt like writing and this is what is flowing.

Random: Have you ever smoked alcohol soaked greenage? Neither have I just was wondering...

So I wanna write...not what I'm writing now. I want to write something meaningful, something entertaining, something that might make one go hmmm. But where do I begin? I have so much material I need to get out, it's ridiculous. Spiritual stuff, political stuff, controversy controversy, controversy. And I need to get back to writing my novel. I was on a roll and then everything just stopped. Life somehow got too busy and I stopped doing that which once came to me as easy as breathing. Now it's like I'm tryna push a parked car up hill. That's mad frustrating.

Nothing happened today...not a damn thing. 7Why I am in the mood I'm in, I have no idea. It just happened. And from the point, everything urked the hell outta me. Really...I think I'm just ready to go. Ready to start a new life in a new place with a new someone. I'm sick of this place...and I'm over breaking my back for my job...quite literally...just over it in general. My living can't really complain. I got it ok but little things here and there bother me, which means it's time for me to go that much more.

One thing that helped me feel a bit better at the end of this weird feeling day...packing. I decided I'm going to go through my things tomorroe and see what I can do without so I can start sending packages on their way. Maybe doing such and looking for work where I'm headed will help these next few weeks fly by. *fingers crossed* Here's hopin...

*sigh* I guess that's all I had to say...I feel better actually. I was gonna ramble on way longer than this when I first started but this'll do. Its served its purpose.
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1 comment:

  1. I understand your frustration with work and everything, especially the writing or not writing. There were things that I had to change in my life in order to even think about starting to write again. I let go of a very stressful position at work, instead of trying to take care of both my household as well as my dad's, I decided to move in with him. Not sure how my living arrangement is going to work out but hopefully I won't snap any time soon.

    Maybe your move will help you get back into the mood to write. Change always gets my creative juices flowing. Good luck.