After the part,
Got home and got to sleep around 5 or 5.30, this morning, and then woke up around 10.45. I did some stretching exercises, took a shower, had a light breakfast, and now i feel fresh as a daisy. If, perhaps, that daisy were the sole surviving flower in the garden of a burning mental institution, then yes, exactly as fresh as a daisy.
It seems that debauchery is, in fact, a necesary component of my psychological make-up. If I go too long without an expression of itm I start to feel... not right. The drive is there all the time, for me, and a party is really the only "socially acceptable" place for most other people. Unless and until that changes, I need the release valve of a big crazy party every so often, or more frequent intimate gatherings.
Work in half an hour, and I'm trying to caffeinate and energize.
It can be a good day, today, as long as we apprehend it correctly.
Good luck.
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Date: 2011-01-25 04:18 pm (UTC)But changing my life to specifically incorporate the elements seems wrong somehow. Pathetic? Forcing the issue? Disingenuous?