| 12. Sep 2011 22:37 again. resumed the desperate haggling for seconds of sleep in the mornings.
it's going to get darker with every day, too.
and colder. picking clothes for work will depend on the outside temperature not inside feeling.
on more than one occasion stress will win over and I will hope tomorrow just doesn't arrive.
there will be days and weeks of scrubbing together my last forces.
I will periodically reevaluate my life and career choices and will see them as crazy and worthless.
with good luck, the holidays will fall on favourable days this year and I'll get a breather to recollect myself.
most likely by the end of November I will utter the words 'f*** this' at least 2x a day.
so that's my outlook for the months to come.
yippie-kai-yay. Mūzika: NC & The Bad Seeds - No More Shall We Part
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