I'm not sure.
I think that should be my life's motto. I'm always lost. Whatever. I decided I'm going to write a book again. I've tried this before, but I was like 16, so I'm sure it was full of 16 year old mind crap and shallow and random. Which is pretty much the premise of my new book, but with maturity. We'll see.
I'm starting off on that foot at work again. You know - the wrong one. Getting chummy w/ the people that spell trouble and thinking about it long after I've gone home. Watch out - steep ledge ahead. I think I just need to get out more. Which requires money which requires me to work more. What a bitch of a catch-22. Oh effing well. I can't win.
I'm starting to get a taste of this apathy I despise so much. And damn it, it suites me. It's so much easier not to care than get caught up in caring to much. But it's like a poison and too much can wreak havoc on your mindset and thought process. I'll start looking for an antidote.
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