garbageman

I spend too much time concentrating on what should have been, or maybe was over there, but never what is right in front of me. Spring cleaning happens mid Fall for me every year. Everything I don't need goes out the window.
It's time to cut the shit, and move on with my fucking life, as opposed to bitching and moaning about how things are not fair. I love my job, but I think it is time to find something else. Despite the hour train ride each way, I think I'm going to get a job in Boston and commute. I need something new, because I have been sitting in one place for too long.

... in the meantime, the FLOOR album is getting me through life right now.