Is there anybody out there
Looking out for me?
Just say you want me
Just say you need me
Is there anybody out there
Looking out for me?
Does anybody need me?
Is every last soul just f#$%ing me over?
With tears on their shoes
And ice on their shoulders
Is there anybody out there
Looking out for me?
-Badflower
The company I work for is pushing this new assembly-line style of work, which has been allowing some to slack off while others are working hard to keep up. And now our team leader is leaving. This last couple weeks have sucked.
Thankfully this Saturday I'm off work and off to Knotfest.
So needed this concert!
-Starset
It seemed for a while I was letting my hobbies and interests slip due to frustration over a crap job, lonely home life, and unhappy past.
But finally I am doing for myself the things I like to do again. I am getting off the TV and YouTube and reading more, collecting more, and creating more. I am taking the time to dive back into...
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Is it possible to start again at this time of my life? To find a better career, a new love, and a happy life? Or am treading water and watching the sands fall, awaiting the inevitable?
Can I still pull myself from the quicksand?
Tame the fire from within
You won't break me
Love will tie the tourniquet
And suffocate me
So tomorrow I turn 40.
I feel like it should be a big thing, but seeing how I feel like I am nowhere near where I wanted to be when I turned 20 depresses me. I had such dreams and goals, but they were just to have a good job, a good life with a good wife, and a place to call mine.
I don't...
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And if the sun grows cold along the way
And if the stars don't line to light the way
And when you fall away and crash back down below
I'll search the skies for you and I'll follow
I'll be in your afterglow
And I'll bring you home
It saddens me when a person you looked up to as an honorable, classy guy is revealed to be a slimeball. I found out today that one of my heroes turned out to have done some bad stuff.
Words can't describe the hurt and disappointment.
The frustrations of life are protean, never truly able to be held to a form that can be prepared for and always shifting to adapt to our resilience.
