My living situation’s about to go all sorts of crazier starting Sunday and I don’t think I want to become an alcoholic, so I’m trying to avoid drinking at all right now.
Well, that could always be worse. See, I don’t plan on suicide, but it’s quite likely the impulsive side of my brain will kill me before I even realize what’s going on. I actually prefer uncertainty, provided I have a means of navigating it. It’s all about improvising oars out of whatever junk’s laying around.
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It’s hard. Thing about it. All people feel anxiet at some point. Never show it. Lie.
I’m a master at that one – I doubt most people would realize I’m going outta my mind unless I told them so.
There is nothing anyone can do. Once fear and uncertainty takeover, it’s an uphill struggle. It’s now just the matter of waiting, waiting to die.
Well, that could always be worse. See, I don’t plan on suicide, but it’s quite likely the impulsive side of my brain will kill me before I even realize what’s going on. I actually prefer uncertainty, provided I have a means of navigating it. It’s all about improvising oars out of whatever junk’s laying around.
Orange grt a job.
I’m on it, man. 😉