I'm rifling through the pages of my life, holding back tears...I'm going to box it up and put it in a non-metaphorical attic.
This is both an end and a beginning.
Anyway, moving is a pain in the ass.
Speaking of moving....I was talking to my boy (yes another boy) and Satan happened to be near us, he overheard me say that I'm moving to Alpine.
He made a comment about how East County is full of tweakers.
I replied that I like East County (mostly because nobody bothers you up there, unlike here where everyone is always in your business)
So he told me that I'm going to be a future tweaker, he says things like this to get a rise out of me.
Lucky that this has only worked in the past, and not presently.
I continued to be nice, so he had no choice but to be nice.
I shared my iced tea with him on a hot summer day, catastrophe avoided.
But I really need to change my lifestyle, it really isn't my scene and honestly it's exhausting to be something that you're not.
While parts of me belong, I know that in the end this isn't for me.
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