Three cheers for not having to start school on Tuesday!
Zero cheers for having absolutely no plans for the discernible future.
I've reasoned that it is time for an update, with this being the eve of a new month and the end of the summer season. The weather is changing here, right along with my disposition; both are growing a bit more frigid and ominous every day. With wrecked job plans, transient income, and an increasing penchant for 3-dollar Trader Joe's wine, autumn is not holding a lot of promise. And please, no more seemingly cordial advice on keeping a winning attitude, optimism, and other such nonsense. Those things join God, political reform, ghosts, and liposuction in the "crap people believe but are actually products of socio-cultural fear-mongering" category.
I seem to have tripped on the threshold between childhood and functioning adulthood.
7 years ago
1 comment:
me too (say I, the girl moving into her mother's attic)
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