Why? Because it's all wrong, that's why. Everything about me, obviously. I don't know about you, you're probably perfect or at least comparatively speaking if we are using me as the yard stick here. That guy people are happy to hold up, at arms length and say glad I'm not him. Alway happy to put things into perspective. I know things are a mess, I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know I know and I hate it. I'd give anything to have some direction in my life and I know you only ever want the best for me, I know that, and I know I know this aimless funk is frustrating for you because it is frustrating for me and all I want right now is time, just time to figure things out on my own and make my own stupid mistakes so I can learn my own lessons. It's cliche almost, the parent who doesn't want to see his child have to go through the same shit they did but I don't know, that's all I want right now.
Fuck this computer. God I need something to happen I need to do something I need money to move out to travel to write to do something anything I need to make things happen but what am I expecting something to happen while I sit behind the keyboard that's the last place anything will ever happen.
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