Inane ramblings
Slept until four in the afternoon today. Lazy slacker? I think so. I didn't get to sleep until five or six this morning, though, so that's my lame excuse for the day. Insomnia's a bitch, I guess.
Got a call from a girl who is my friend who didn't used to be just my friend. It was so great to talk to someone who is so unafraid of affection with everyone. Refreshing really. I'm really happy for her and her boy. He treats her well. What a stud. He gets the stamp of approval.
Life really knows how to twist the road so badly that the journey you thought you were taking isn't really the way you're headed at all. What to do with the next 60 years of my life is all I really want to figure out, but heaven is silent and hell keeps beckoning. I know there's a way out of this cycle, if anyone knows what it is, I'd sure appreciate a clue in.
These dumb questions keep plauging me. Where has the poetry gone, the unadulterated beauty I always saw around me? Where are the colors, the shapes, the sounds, the laughter I knew so well? The world is looking bleak and textureless. Pathetic? Perhaps.
Got a call from a girl who is my friend who didn't used to be just my friend. It was so great to talk to someone who is so unafraid of affection with everyone. Refreshing really. I'm really happy for her and her boy. He treats her well. What a stud. He gets the stamp of approval.
Life really knows how to twist the road so badly that the journey you thought you were taking isn't really the way you're headed at all. What to do with the next 60 years of my life is all I really want to figure out, but heaven is silent and hell keeps beckoning. I know there's a way out of this cycle, if anyone knows what it is, I'd sure appreciate a clue in.
These dumb questions keep plauging me. Where has the poetry gone, the unadulterated beauty I always saw around me? Where are the colors, the shapes, the sounds, the laughter I knew so well? The world is looking bleak and textureless. Pathetic? Perhaps.
posted by Matt at 3:16 PM
1 Comments:
Sometimes the black doesn't seem to have a bottom. Try finding beauty in the little things and everything else will come. Focus on everyone around you and try to lose yourself for a few minutes. Not forever, or you'll end up being someone you don't know. No one knows about that more than me.
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