chino_4q

I don't know what it is about being transient that invigorates me so much. I know i can't be alone here.

It's like when i used to get suspended or sent home from school. THose were the happiest fuckin' times of my life. The streets were dead because everybody was either at school or at work. The sun seemed to be shinning directly overhead and caressing my shoulders and neck, Endless posiblities i thought. This day is mine, i've got it by the balls and it is willing to bend any way i choose. Here i am happy.

I'm quiting my job, and that same manic sense of pleasure is overwhelming me again. Yeah, there are pitfalls like Money, and.....money. But, fuck it.

Good or bad there is possiblity. And i am drunk from this rediscovery. I've been life's bitch for too long and i've finally had enough. Without this job i've got two free hands and I'm staring intently at life's neck. It's amazing how we can let it beat us down, rob us of the power that we've always had. No more.

I'm feeling incredibly flippant, surly, and creative. This is good. I haven't been myself in a while.