charlatan

Well. Gone for so long and now my friends list looks more like a graveyard of grey names and neglected names.


Living alone seems to suit me pretty well. My erratic woraholic/never at work combination lifestyle is better left for myself to live with. It's peaceful in a soothing and lonely kind of way.

I have been learning alot about myself recently. Things that I should have knwon all along but never took the time to pay attention to. I have spent so much time and energy in the last few years trying to be or act the way I thought I was supposed to. Now I just act like myself again. A little more each day. I've become tried of appeasing anyone who would be appeased by my foolishness.

I feel a murderous rage building inside of my for nothing inparticular and it is envigorating. People make me angry and I get angry. My numbeness has subsided. I see the sky and it is blue. The rain is wet. I walk with purpose, or at least with direction.

Forward.