jessewestend

from my blog:


Reflecting on the holidays:

It was a colt 45 christmas
and all through the house
not a room mate was present
so off with the blouse
under water, live at pompey
I've been waiting 26 years
to feel this way.

"Oh, dad, hey. Sorry to call back but I forgot to tell you Merry Christmas. I meant to but that asshole in the truck had me stuck in middle of the road and... yeah I had to go. Anyways Merry Christmas."

"Fuck Christmas. I'll be glad when all this bullshit is over."

...

Happiness is harder to describe, maintain, or appreciate than any other sort of goal a person could ever strive for. Working for a promotion? That first bigger paycheck will quantify success. Anxious to travel? Wheels up in an international airport brings the exact feeling that has been missing. But that ultimate goal? Once you've reached happiness the overwhelming,

cannot be ignored.

I need a job. A daily goal beyond "be happy" because most mornings I wake up in a good mood or have achieved one by noon and then... idk... but I'm definitely running out of Woody Allen movies.