All is well. Or at least as well as it was previously...
I got a call from a friend whom I wasn't expecting to hear from, an email friend who vanishes quite regularly, and a letter from my high school wanting money for programs I care nothing for. It was a multimedia fun day.
I listened to non country music all day at work. I walked to my car feeling exactly like a college kid just starting back to school. People are now asking on my opinion on how to make things better.
My eyeballs were dried out when I woke up this morning because of the fan blowing on me all night. You never realize the value of eye drops until your eyes feel like sand paper has been attached to the lids.
I really want cooler weather to come cause I am tired of my summer clothes, but now that I think about it I really don't have any better winter clothes. I'm thinking of starting a completely no look that is incredibly differrent from the one that has been occupying my closet for the last long while. I don't think it really shows who I am or what my brain is really like. That would be quite a scary wardrobe...
My coworkers doubt me and sometimes try to ignore that fact that I exist. But I don't think they do it on purpose...I think they just don't know any better.
How does one go about figuring out what their passions are? How can you tell whether or not you are going to love to do this same thing for years to come? How can you base what you do with your life on what you enjoy to do when you are 25 when your whole life and shift causing you to become a completely different person? Then you are stuck in a job that you are no longer passionate about and will in time come to hate. I guess it's just knowing yourself well enough to get out when you still hold onto your sanity.
I often think that my life would be a far better place if I hadn't been born into a time and culture where money and power are the motivating factors for most people's lives. I am not ambisous. I frankly don't give a damn. I just want happiness and contentment.
Is it bad of me to not care too much about the whole hurricane situation? I even have an ex who lives in Louisana and I just can't bring myself to care.
Death is permanent and birth is not.
Q What color do you see the most of in the room around you and what contains that color?
A White, the walls and ceiling as well as the paper everywhere
Q Name one way you coule kill someone without anyone finding out it was you.
A Radioactive bird shit.
Q WHat do you care most about right now?
A nothing...and that's what is bugging me...
I got a call from a friend whom I wasn't expecting to hear from, an email friend who vanishes quite regularly, and a letter from my high school wanting money for programs I care nothing for. It was a multimedia fun day.
I listened to non country music all day at work. I walked to my car feeling exactly like a college kid just starting back to school. People are now asking on my opinion on how to make things better.
My eyeballs were dried out when I woke up this morning because of the fan blowing on me all night. You never realize the value of eye drops until your eyes feel like sand paper has been attached to the lids.
I really want cooler weather to come cause I am tired of my summer clothes, but now that I think about it I really don't have any better winter clothes. I'm thinking of starting a completely no look that is incredibly differrent from the one that has been occupying my closet for the last long while. I don't think it really shows who I am or what my brain is really like. That would be quite a scary wardrobe...
My coworkers doubt me and sometimes try to ignore that fact that I exist. But I don't think they do it on purpose...I think they just don't know any better.
How does one go about figuring out what their passions are? How can you tell whether or not you are going to love to do this same thing for years to come? How can you base what you do with your life on what you enjoy to do when you are 25 when your whole life and shift causing you to become a completely different person? Then you are stuck in a job that you are no longer passionate about and will in time come to hate. I guess it's just knowing yourself well enough to get out when you still hold onto your sanity.
I often think that my life would be a far better place if I hadn't been born into a time and culture where money and power are the motivating factors for most people's lives. I am not ambisous. I frankly don't give a damn. I just want happiness and contentment.
Is it bad of me to not care too much about the whole hurricane situation? I even have an ex who lives in Louisana and I just can't bring myself to care.
Death is permanent and birth is not.
Q What color do you see the most of in the room around you and what contains that color?
A White, the walls and ceiling as well as the paper everywhere
Q Name one way you coule kill someone without anyone finding out it was you.
A Radioactive bird shit.
Q WHat do you care most about right now?
A nothing...and that's what is bugging me...
And even if you do figure it out only the rare and lucky person gets to work at their truepassion. The trick is to find somethign you can tolerate and top put your extrra time towartds your passion.
1)off hwite, walls.
2) industrial accident
3) My dinner,.