Today, I do not know what I'm doing with my life. Do not want to stop and think about it because if I do I feel like just a hole in the ground, throw me a bit of soil on top and leave within ten years. I have so keen to leave the career that I do not know what they lookor.
I'm holding on to what I want in a way which is wholly improper of me. And I say that I know ... or at least thought the person who has been living in my head and I knew a little more. But lately I is surprising, and not for good. I do not know if it is what has driven the Muse of my life. Maybe he said that they leave, they do not want it here, just to throw shit on paper and come only when things go wrong (and lately not even that). Of course, I do not agree with that approach, but here she's the boss. It is she who twists my nerves and pisses me hours of sleep, so I like to sleep ...