yawned

Time yawns before me and behind me and I sit. And wait.




I dont know why I've put off talking about things or updating this damn blog. Every time I log on and read other peoples posts I feel like a sneak.

I guess I just don't have much to say that I'm not already saying out in the world. Which is good.

Or the only things I want to say are too scary and dark for me to face. Which is bad.


But at least the dark and scary is in the past and it less scary the longer I let it sit and chill out.

And the things I say to the world everyday are said with a smile and a laugh and an honesty I couldn't force myself to have when I was younger.


Being 27 has made me so wise. Apparently tonight in my mind I can do no wrong and am a genius.

And if my roommates eat the last of the bread and don't replace it I'm going to end up in jail.

angered

DRAFT: 1/11/11

So apparently I have a temper.

Where I got it from I'm not sure- but the past few days I've just wanted to be violent. Yell, throw things, break something...

But I haven't. Instead I've just sat simmering and simmering and simmering... and tonight when I got home and we were out of milk and bread and any ingredient to make a full meal when I have been the only person for weeks to do the grocery shopping and nothing of what I bought is even left in the fridge-

Wait. Hold.

Deep breath.

Okay. So I'm annoyed. Obviously. I need something to cool my temper. More sleep. More healthy food and less time with my roomate.


That should do it.