Saturday, September 27, 2014

maybe tomorrow will be great

I hate today.  Today sucks so hard.  Today is the worst day.  I want to go to bed and erase the things in my mind and close my eyes and make it be tomorrow.

Maybe tomorrow will be great.  If not great, maybe better.  Hopefully better.

Hopefully better.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014


I feel restless.

I know exactly what it is.  I am not content at all.

I feel like I need to DO SOMETHING.

Do you ever feel like that?

My legs wiggle when I sit still, like they are telling me to get up and just  do something.  Something important.  Something big.   Make a move.

Something intense is coming and the air is crackling.

And I walk around somewhat aimlessly trying to think of what it is that I should be doing to make it better.