My hands are jealous of my mind.
Everything in my life, I'm finding frustrating. I'm trying to quit and lose a lot of unnecessary baggage. Drinking, meat, junk food, smoking, drugs. These are the things that have a gorilla grip on my life and it's become sort of unbearable. I have a lot going on right now but I just can't really find the words to write about them all. I've got more hours at the bank, which is keeping me busy busy. I'm hoping I get 40 soon! There are a lot of things I've become unhappy about and it sort of seems I've become a little destructive towards myself and, really though, I'm just really too emotionally tired to even care really. I think I just like keeping to myself more than anything lately. I don't mind it actually, I'd like to take more photos and I'm even drawing more which is the only thing that excites me anymore. My ultimate goal is to sell a few things on Etsy :) We shall see. Going to read a little and head to bed, I'm exhausted.
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