blueleftshoe

This morning while sweeping the kitchen I found a briar on our rug. It got me to thinking I can't really remember the last time I really came across one. These little sticky sons on bitches use to be an almost daily thing in my life but somewhere through the years drifted out without me even being aware of it. Then I get to thinking how many other things that were once common has gone into just being some faded memory. I miss a lot of things the list is too long to list though... maninly though I'm thinking how I let go of doing certain things that use to make me happen to get stuck into the life I am in now not feeling all that happy. When I was in Lakewood I was more lonely and sort of isolated not knowing as many people but there was something about it that I miss the care free feeling and independence that i don't feel with roommates. I miss my little daily habits I use to have going to the moonmart for a coffee and paper in the mornings I didnt have school or going to the library to rent some foreign movies I never heard of. I miss being able to walk up to the winking lizard having some exotic martinis that tasted more like candy than anything else or drinking too much beer stumbling back home in the snow. When I look at what I do now I don't have a lot of daily habits that are much enjoyable I spend too much time vegitating by myself in my room because I'm depressed and lazy. I need to break that cycle and start bring back things that use to be such a instrumental part of my life that did make me happy the little things I forget about that well were happiness.

I think too much over the smallest things how did my brain get consumed by a briar.