fuck ideology
I'm Mr. Social Anxiety 21 years running...22 will be here in a few
Where do you see yourself in 20 years?
I see myself living alone in a cave or cabin in the mountains, writing thousands of pages of thoughts sending letters to the editor, becoming so frustrated and fed up I....wait no...I....I see myself married with three kids two girls and a boy living in a community like RANCHO BERNADITO, coaching little league and working at the local high school where I'm head of the history department, I'm forced to follow the curriculum and propagate ignorance for the sake of test scores which lead to money, I've become dissatisfied and ashamed of my loss of conviction and turn to a bottle to escape, depression settles in for a long haul and I....wait huh...no I....I see myself as I do today, confused, alone, and unsure, waiting for sleep so as to escape into dreams, the only place ideals are satisfied...I see myself as a jumbled pile of dissatisfaction
sorry for the rambling. a journal by any other name would be called....sanity.
this is my longest entry in a while...any one still reading?
A priest walks up to a rabbi and says, "shit fool why you gots to playa hate"
guh guh guh goodnight
I'm Mr. Social Anxiety 21 years running...22 will be here in a few
Where do you see yourself in 20 years?
I see myself living alone in a cave or cabin in the mountains, writing thousands of pages of thoughts sending letters to the editor, becoming so frustrated and fed up I....wait no...I....I see myself married with three kids two girls and a boy living in a community like RANCHO BERNADITO, coaching little league and working at the local high school where I'm head of the history department, I'm forced to follow the curriculum and propagate ignorance for the sake of test scores which lead to money, I've become dissatisfied and ashamed of my loss of conviction and turn to a bottle to escape, depression settles in for a long haul and I....wait huh...no I....I see myself as I do today, confused, alone, and unsure, waiting for sleep so as to escape into dreams, the only place ideals are satisfied...I see myself as a jumbled pile of dissatisfaction
sorry for the rambling. a journal by any other name would be called....sanity.
this is my longest entry in a while...any one still reading?
A priest walks up to a rabbi and says, "shit fool why you gots to playa hate"
guh guh guh goodnight
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i can't imagine myself in 20 years. i can't even see myself in 5 years...
i never noticed before that your birthday is the day after mine. i probably did notice and have just totally forgotten it.
spring break is in one week. i am needing it badly.
Windy this time of year around here. Repaired the roof on the shed yesterday. It torn off. Little advice at the risk of being a blow hard. Dreams come true. Oddly enough. Advice. Dream big.