I’m miserably wallowing in self pity with no other outlets to whine at. I’m at a point in my life where it has come to a stand still. Everything is just bland and unexciting. It’s as if the only way if feel again is if you push me off a cliff with no chute.
But now I think I just need to use my ol’ brain more. It’s under utilized now in this lonely place in stuck in. Can’t wait to ORD.
every night, alone. Will this drive a person to insanity? Maybe not insanity but becoming introvert? High possibility , no?
Oh well, this is just another rare text post when I find myself down in the dumps and can’t whine to anybody.
