2003-10-14 05:29:10 ET|
I have realized that the early morning provokes too much thought. And brings on conversation of points in my life that have given me the anger problem I now today possess.
I would like to think of myself as an un-materialistic person, yet sometimes all I want are things of my own, and a place that I can unleash creativity on. Soon, I will be working basically 24/7. At least that's what i'm trying for. I'm not sure if it's this place, the fact that i'm inside most of the time, or the fact that I haven't been creative in a long time, but I feel a bit more bothered than usual.
As for this weekend so I can get off myself, it was alright, had some decent human contact. hung out with Tina and her hubby, drank and conversed. Had a great time, sometimes all I need is a little basic human contact. Sunday, V's friend Ski and two chicks (that I regret to inform I am horrible at names) came over and we drank and watched a movie. Interesting to say the least. But that was my weekend and I can at least say i'm keeping my tolerance.
These are times that we hold dear, and hold us to our fate.
These are the days in which something unseen grasps us forcefully at the base on the thigh. And the minute we scream is the moment our fear becomes reality. And our reality, is nothing more than the meaningless magnet that holds some piece of past that we think means something.
Even if it's insignificant, and oh don't we know it is.