It seems appropriate to jot down something while possibility seems a whiff away. Smiling seems to short circuit the tendendy to clatter across the keyboard so todays boss is determination. A blush of light in what is otherwise turning out to be a bleak call to reality. It wasnt always like that. In fact, darkness hid from me, and I let light be. Whatever was dreamt of was formed into reality. It all seemed so easy until I realized that others paid for it, and I just earned the commission. As I really begin being an adult, it sucks I think, and then to realize others have lived this for way longer. Makes me cringe for being so petty.
I meant to be light and flighty, but instead became weighty and whiny. Eh, take it for what it is. I didnt promise anything, did I? And if I did, I didnt mean it. Just like my words. Have a good weekend, Monday will rape you soon.
