I have a fucked up life. Not bad, fucked up, but just kind of fucked up right now. Things are up and down and crazy and full of sadness and hurt and laughter and storytelling and low sugar shaking and dancing in the kitchen and drinking wine and all that bittersweet shit.
I'm not a beautiful writer. I'm not always the greatest person. I might try to do the right thing all the time, but it's not neccessarily the best thing, or the smartest thing, but I do what I think is right.
Despite everything, I had a really good weekend.
And yea, I really fucking needed it.
Something about a phoenix, fire, ashes, burning everything up and starting over.
Sometimes I wish I could rewind my life and start over.
I suppose falling down seven times, getting up eight, is as close as I'm going to get.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
The Crazy Life
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glad it was a good weekend !
You are too a beautiful writer. Glad there was some rebirth from the ashes.
I'm not saying it was all happy, but I have a better understanding of where, exactly, I'm screwed up, and I can hopefully avoid dragging other people into that in future.
There are things that need to be fixed.
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