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Current mood:  bummed Category: Blogging
You'd think I'd be used to it, after nearly 3 years. Sometimes it's easy to distract myself with everyday life, wallowing in the absurdity I observe everyday, and for a while I'm amused. Then days come when I have nothing to do, or can't motivate myself to be inspired to create.
That's when I think of him. My babe who lives thousands of miles away by the Colorado mountains. My babe who's working hard to save enough cash for a plane ticket. Love's only worth $800 and we can't even afford that.
But still we toil on and in my current state of mind, longing to see him, in pain from my relentless wrist injury and serenaded by gusts that hope slinks away. Even though I like in a wonderful place with my wonderful parents and couldn't want for anything except Jon by my side I still get anxious. It tugs on my hair like an unwanted child. I need to work, I need a job, to break free of my parental cocoon. I can't find what I need or know what Ican do other than I want to live to work, not work to live, I want to create and care and do what I want when I want but even if I startedmy own business I NEED MONEY.
Just one lottery win, that's all I need.
3:58 PM
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