I just finished reading "The Cheese Monkeys" by Chip Kidd for the second time in my life. One phrase struck me as corresponding with my life at the moment.
"God, how did it all collapse into THIS, so quickly?"
I don't know who to attribute it to, because like Fight Club, the main character is one of those nameless narrators.
But yeah. A certain presence that I thought got dealt with before I even moved here has reemerged. And to quote bad action movie trailers, "this time, it's personal!". Fuck.
So this unnamed presence has brought lots of unneeded and definitely unwanted stress to Meph and my weekend. Dammit.
Hopefully shit'll work itself out soon enough. Cause this will not go on much longer without taking someone's sanity with it. And it won't be mine. Because I'll take that damn unwanted unnamed stress-bringing presence OUT. Yeah. Like a motherfucker.
For now, just wish us luck as we attempt to chill out for the rest of this weekend.
"God, how did it all collapse into THIS, so quickly?"
I don't know who to attribute it to, because like Fight Club, the main character is one of those nameless narrators.
But yeah. A certain presence that I thought got dealt with before I even moved here has reemerged. And to quote bad action movie trailers, "this time, it's personal!". Fuck.
So this unnamed presence has brought lots of unneeded and definitely unwanted stress to Meph and my weekend. Dammit.
Hopefully shit'll work itself out soon enough. Cause this will not go on much longer without taking someone's sanity with it. And it won't be mine. Because I'll take that damn unwanted unnamed stress-bringing presence OUT. Yeah. Like a motherfucker.
For now, just wish us luck as we attempt to chill out for the rest of this weekend.
the curb that i will sit on everyday when i become crazy and you guys won't let me come into the house anymore
Hope things improve soon.