I have lots of really dumb, superficial bullshit woes lately. All I can do is laugh and drink, wait for Monday. I don’t really know what else to do…
My best and worst qualities are often the same things…. For example, I am entirely too hopeful and trusting. I also listen to my stupid feelings too much….put too much stock in things….
As much as I wish I was a man, I am a fucking woman. Gah.
Money is stupid; useless and useful all at the same time…
I really look forward to the day I don’t have to be accountable to anyone but myself….I won’t have to have a house unless I want one.
And it can be anywhere I want it to be.
Or not be.
And looking back at all this “bad shit” I will realize how ridiculous and transient it all was.
And I will be happy, if only for a moment.
I will stare at the sun.
And be happy; I can feel it, even when I know it will go down soon….it always comes back up.
That’s what it’s all about.