I can think of nothing I would rather sink into at the moment.
I am:
tense, stressed, sore, tired, frustrated, panicked, and just more than a little bit afraid of my fears.
E GAD
We are all at a mojor turning point in our lives. Some of us will be graduating soon, moving on the careers, starting a life. I, on the other hand, will be figuring the things out that I should have known years ago. I guess that I am a little more than freaked about my life. I have a major tendency to overanalyze everything. Everything. Like, to the point that it can become crippling. To the point that I can become trapped in my fucked up head, crack a joke, groove to music, and work without stopping, noticing, flinching.
It is pretty fucked up.
I need something big.
I need.
Perhaps too much.
Beer tonight?
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The moment will come...and so will the beer.
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