recoveringmale

where have i been the last few days? work work work. and quite a bit of sex as well... the minders/thermals/quasi show was fucking great. i got to meet Jayne there as well. tonight i am utterly spent and exhausted, flush with a sense of my own pathetic little hangups and utter inability to lighten up about petty things. i feel very tired in general, with no end to the work days in sight. i am thinking about picking up my guitar once again, after having such a hateful relationship with it for so long. with my writing as well. i always procrastinate with a good book, as i have far more of these on hand to read than i could possibly manage. although at some point it becomes an exercise in avoiding other things i ought to be doing, like writing or meditating. i listen to sparklehorse, and prepare for another day of serving coffee and afternoon naps. i remember words from a tom robbins book. Erleichda, my friends, erleichda.