Oh man...
I am just getting more and more disillusioned. Is it wanderlust? Is it mid-life crisis? If it is a mid-life thing... where the fuck is my Porsche? As word trickles down that I am basically not gonna get many hours (if any) at the co-op, and touring seems far away, I am so aware that I need a freakin' hobby.
I gotta figure this shit out fast. I cannot sit back and not make any money. I need to stay afloat. It's good for the brain and the wallet.
A little freakout fueled also by The Mother Unit having a procedure in the hospital this morning. Every little thing feels kinda big, and trying to keep a lid on it is not easy. On top of all of that, I think my being so exasperated about KK's house dealio being such a drama is evidence I should prolly drag my ass to a meeting and get some experience strength and hope. Keep it simple...
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A meeting would be a good thing. Hang in there.
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