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A Long December


One is getting sick of people that don't know me telling me how good it is that i have a job and i should be grateful that i'm working this time of year...newsflash fuckers... i make less money this month than a person on Ontario Works... I am seriously thinking about going back to St. Catherines, i know that there is a place for me there.. people seem to wonder why i'm irrrabtle, obnoxious and angry around December, well there's the whole Birthday thing that i can't even see my son for, the whole i just sold one of the things i Like to get him something he likes for his birthday, and the fact that i don't know how i'll be able to take him over the holidays and move into a new place.. the frustrations become evident... and then to have some fucker tell me to be thankful for the things i have and the job i have? you mean the job that works me to death and then doesn't have a place for me in decemeber, the time of year i need shifts the most? i wish they would just lay me off or fire me.. at least that way i could move on and not be tethered to the responibilty i feel for those kids, I don't want to be a footnote in their lives, i remeber how that feels, But i have to think about me and mine too.

Current Mood: Cold.
Come, come thou bleak December wind,
And blow the dry leaves from the tree!
Flash, like a Love-thought, thro'me, Death
And take a Life that wearies me Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1772-1834, Fragment 3

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