tommyrocket

due to surmounting stress with my work schedule, i'm starting to burst. i don't leave my apartment [work eat sleep there...], i don't hang out, i rarely rock, i don't date...i don't adventure. the last one is what gets me. new york is great...but so much comes so easy. such fantastic things are treated with such an air of mundanity, and so many pass me by. i'm used to having to look for things, to try.

i could waste away, become more and more introverted, save money, and crawl inside the shell of myself i'd most likely become. or i could let myself explode.

i'm much more comfortable with the second option.

i need a quest.

since my work schedule is so rigorous i don't really get a weekend. and i usually just sit inside and draw my own stuff. this is all well and good, but i think it's time for me to travel. i think it's time for me to take that one day i have for a "weekend," whatever day it may fall on, that of odin or thor most likely, and go somewhere. maybe not every week, but at least once a month. all i need is transport and lodging and friends. and a quest [which can be as loose as going to see a really big ball of twine].

all the christmas movies, all the time to think while being back home, all the more i want to move.

mosquitos breed in stagnant water.