Recently... i've had a lot a of issues, looking toward the better next day. The pressure. The not having, in my head, the way to reflect, refract, and flow with what needs to be done, day to day. I'm rather certain, over all, of the fact t hat, once i'm in them, they'll be good days... but.. i can't transplant that, into the looking ahead, and hoping. And it makes my nights, and evenings at home, which should be pleasant, steeped in a weird brand of nocturnal depression. I also don't like having to wake up, ass early (for me) in the morning, but oh the fuck well.
I'm going to go shower, and listen to "Boys For Pele." I'll talk to you all, later.
I'm going to go shower, and listen to "Boys For Pele." I'll talk to you all, later.
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Date: 2004-01-14 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-01-14 10:34 pm (UTC)no subject
See the difference, or am i simply making something more complicated than it needs to be?
*I* think i have a point. But i could be wrong.
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Date: 2004-01-14 10:40 pm (UTC)no subject