Most of us need something not to walk away from.
The Move is mostly done and the next stage of my life is about to begin and it's time to move forward and break the chains that have been around me for most of the last 5 years... the toy thing has now been relegated to my back pages and all i have to do is deal with whatever is left with the next two major shows... i think with an absence of total contact in the last 2 months the writing is clearly on the wall and it's time to longer give a fuck about it, and just clear all this crap out of my storage unit because there is no way other than the high end items i have worked for over the past 2 years that i will ever have that much crap in my house again, it was an albatross around my fucking neck... Much like certain relationships with certain people, it's clear when someone is being a drain on my time and resources and when it's time to cut people loose from my life or at least keep them at arms distance, I will miss the old apartment but this new situation will provide some more security and sanity for my shattered mind and it's about time i got my life together, regardless of what happens in the near future I need to take care of me and only me.. I need to do whats right for me and not worry about other people who are only around when the going is good. I still have intensely personal battles to fight and that needs to be a priority now, i think i got lost inside this plastic crap as a distraction and what has it given me over the last two years? shit missing? shit stolen? It's time to walk away because it never really worked. for the last year i let it limp along waiting to recover some of the things that had been lost, but you know what? it didn't work and i am sitting with a 50 dollar a month albatross around my neck to store plastic garbage... my son has outgrown this shit. it was nice for a moment to think that i could give him everything that he would like one day, but i was always able to do that anyways, and the only thing he needs in his life is me.. not a bunch of overpriced plastic... it's time to end this it's time to done... anything i do further with isn't a driving force it's an afterthought.
Current Mood: Annoyed.
Current Music: Eminem, Berserk
Victory, is like a boxer that hangs his gloves, after the consecutive losses; sometimes walking away is what builds character, than the actual fight. As humble fruit on a tree that falls to the ground and rots, never finding appreciation in the taste of mouths.
To be a success, you will have people walk out on you, walk over you, and walk away from you. If these things didn't happen, you wouldn't have such great people who walk with you, walk beside you, and walk into your life. Cherish the subtractions and you will be blessed with additions.
The Move is mostly done and the next stage of my life is about to begin and it's time to move forward and break the chains that have been around me for most of the last 5 years... the toy thing has now been relegated to my back pages and all i have to do is deal with whatever is left with the next two major shows... i think with an absence of total contact in the last 2 months the writing is clearly on the wall and it's time to longer give a fuck about it, and just clear all this crap out of my storage unit because there is no way other than the high end items i have worked for over the past 2 years that i will ever have that much crap in my house again, it was an albatross around my fucking neck... Much like certain relationships with certain people, it's clear when someone is being a drain on my time and resources and when it's time to cut people loose from my life or at least keep them at arms distance, I will miss the old apartment but this new situation will provide some more security and sanity for my shattered mind and it's about time i got my life together, regardless of what happens in the near future I need to take care of me and only me.. I need to do whats right for me and not worry about other people who are only around when the going is good. I still have intensely personal battles to fight and that needs to be a priority now, i think i got lost inside this plastic crap as a distraction and what has it given me over the last two years? shit missing? shit stolen? It's time to walk away because it never really worked. for the last year i let it limp along waiting to recover some of the things that had been lost, but you know what? it didn't work and i am sitting with a 50 dollar a month albatross around my neck to store plastic garbage... my son has outgrown this shit. it was nice for a moment to think that i could give him everything that he would like one day, but i was always able to do that anyways, and the only thing he needs in his life is me.. not a bunch of overpriced plastic... it's time to end this it's time to done... anything i do further with isn't a driving force it's an afterthought.
Current Mood: Annoyed.
Current Music: Eminem, Berserk
Victory, is like a boxer that hangs his gloves, after the consecutive losses; sometimes walking away is what builds character, than the actual fight. As humble fruit on a tree that falls to the ground and rots, never finding appreciation in the taste of mouths.
To be a success, you will have people walk out on you, walk over you, and walk away from you. If these things didn't happen, you wouldn't have such great people who walk with you, walk beside you, and walk into your life. Cherish the subtractions and you will be blessed with additions.
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