Nothing like sitting around without the patience to do anything waiting for the next shoe to drop and understanding that it may not, i detest waiting for the guillotine if it's coming, whatever the next step is i think i need to be somewhere else that i'm appreciated and needed, i have many skills and the patience level is subsiding. i should not be starving and making less money than i would on welfare, it's a good thing a majority of Xmas presents have been bought because i can't afford to do shit with December's pay.... i wonder why things happen why they do.. i am seriously considering moving back to St. Catherines if for any other reason than there is nothing here for me and lately that is being proven evident.
Current Mood: Angry.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?
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