Yes, yes... as is evidenced by the above, my artistic Muse is back from vacation. Bitch ever ditches out on me again, she's fired!I had a great review at work yesterday - it was a regular Barb Love Fest. In short, I don't run with scissors and I play well with others. The dingos love me, they really, really love me. Truthfully, my boss is a good man... yet another one of those people, without whom, I wouldn't have made it through this past year.
*sigh* Even so...
I had a long, relatively sleepless, night - once again spent considering selling it all off and just roaming. Or, at the very least, packing it all up and going to live some place... else. I feel like time is speeding by at such an alarming rate. If I don't make a leap of some significant sort, and soon, I'll go stagnant. And I can't abide doing that again. Ever. I'm restless, and anxious, and driven, and... I want off the friggin' merry-go-round.
*heavier sigh* The Moon's comin' on again, isn't it.
Give me a moment
Got to get this weight up off my chest
Don't feed me sorrow
Pain is a poison I digest
Find yourself another soul to hold
You think, you thought, I know
Off upon my journey I must go
To where the river flows
~Collective Soul, Where the River Flows
I need to walk. For a very long while.
Gypsy... out...
I could have told you from 4,500 miles away you wouldn't flunk it.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad the "barb" is back.
A roommate would need to understand stuff if it was at your house.
I just know right now I'd rather be some place else than here but I stay because I know I'm needed and I trust my sisters about as far as I can throw them, in other words not very much.
Oh well back to the chaos
*raise a glass to you*