mozzer59

Hello again.

I should have stayed away and gone to do something else but I said fuck it so I could write this because it's like therapy to me sometimes. I am bored, tired and a little hungry.

Contemplating a life of a Henry Darger type existence is not appealing in the least bit to me these days. I don't want to be forgotten-to be something to someone who will only know of me when I'm gone. I want to be alive and vital and frightening to the world. I want it to shake when I walk and I want it fear my words when I speak. I want to be outside rather than inside and I want to hear yes instead of no.

I want to make people happy and stop being compulsive about being perfect. This is very hard so I'm going to get
some pancakes right now, have a cup of good coffee and catch a movie.