Catharsis

When will it come for me?

Black Rose

She is out there. And I will find her.

A gentle stillness…

A gentle stillness…Once again I am on the outside looking in…Rage, sadness kept in check by general apathy and distrust…this is the new normal, same as the old normal…anything else is an abberation…a gentle stilllness, forevermore.

Enough

Why am I never enough for anyone. Why can’t I be the answer they are looking for.

It’s all a joke

Every goddamn bit of it. But I will have the last laugh, even if it’s the last thing I do.

I’m back for more cash!

Hiatus over.

Things are…interesting in my life right now. My family adopted two cats, Frankie and Hope. It was a little weird at first, but we’ve taken a shine to them. The malaise i’ve been in seems to be clearing, as I’ve set some new goals for myself. By this time next year, I want to be ready to move out on my own. I think the time has come to leave for good and carve out my slice of the American Dream. I’ve also have a renewed interest in learning, so I hope to gain at least 2 more certs before my next birthday. It won’t be easy, but what is?

I’m interested in seeing where things go from here.

Social Hiatus

Due to forces that are not yet under control, this life has been placed on hiatus for retooling.

-The Management

Day 19: 23 & Me

Yesterday was the first time I spent a birthday with people who aren’t related to me. And it was great.

A scrumptious birthday cake, a night on the town, and a great breakfast that will be made shortly all served to make the 23rd time I’ve observed this day just a little more special.

I don’t know what this year holds for me, but I look forward to it nonetheless. However, if my life stays true to form, my odd years are almost always better than my even ones.

P.S: To those who were M.I.A., it’s OK. I won’t forget yours.

Day 18: A Promise

Happy Birthday…to you.

Day 14: Home Sweet Home

Went to NYC today to visit my uncle and cousin. My uncle was having a minor surgical procedure and is doing just fine. My cousin is still an insufferable bitch most of the time, but today things were civil between us.

In the short time I was there, an idea cemented in my head that laid dormant for some time, but has recently stirred: I need to return to the city…my city! The sights and sounds, the smells and the people, all of it made me feel so alive! For the past decade, I’ve been in a suburban induced coma, living in nice, yet sterile and sparse feeling surroundings. I now have the means to wake myself from that slumber and return home.

Let the apartment/job search begin!