ironmog

Curses! I do believe I've done it again. I have thrown myself carelessly into the harsh pits of despair. I wallow in my descent, plunging toward a bottom I hope not to dash myself upon.

It isn't school, no, -that- I have well in hand. The insurmountable obstacle I might have once envisioned it has quickly crumbled to reality's easy truths. School is easy, so long as you don't squander like I did so very often in high school.

Monetary woes? Perhaps. I'm still in a state of argument with Ohio as the WHEN exactly I began going to class. I know the right date, the school knows. If only Ohio would finally agree with me I might have some money again.

Perhaps its this sneaking cold creeping up on me. Where the hell did it come from?

Or its a matter of the heart. I'm in love with two women. One is six hours away, living with her husband in happily wedded bliss. The other is only a few minutes away, living with her boyfriend who is this amazing guy, and she deserves all that he gives her and more.

I know right? I know how to pick 'em. Its like I purposely try to find ways to break my own heart. Damn me for wanting more. Its so selfish I could kick myself.

I think I need a nap. Might feel better. Might be thinking clearer.

-JC