I'm here again. Lost in myself not sure what I'm doing. If any of its right. ... I truly hate what I've chosen to be.
and I'm working straight from 2-1130 is. Damn crappy boy band concerts at the T-dome. My job is three blocks down and will be packed full of last minute eaters. Its like working at a place on broadway before the show starts.... Cept a shitty act LOL. I wish I had a vicodine.
got my job back. Learned a lesson or two. Still strange. I feel like I'll never know who I am. Only an impression of the
things I've come to know. Unoriginal and fading as life wears on me as wind on the cliff.
Here then gone as I always do. Life keeps moving I keep wondering. None of it is meant to be, though I struggle still. Anger management soon, then I'll be alone again, and then its two years of working, learning the techniques of cooking, and externing while sleeping 3-5 hours a day. But if I had to sacrifice time with Ryan, better now then when he knows dissapointment.
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