Hump Day.
Its only 11 am and I am dying to go home. I cant seem to get into the groove of things. I did not go to the gym yesterday so I absolutely have to go today. Last night I was trying on some clothes and was pleased to see that I can now get into a dress that I was never ever able to get into. The dress still had the tags on it. I was able to zip it up with no problem. I still really need to work on my stomach though. I am very unhappy with that part of my body. I also have to continue to work on my arms. They look better but not as good as I hoped they would.
I think my problem right now is that I feel that I am stuck in this void. The void called Maryland. I feel alone during the week once I get home from work. I partly go to the gym just to be around people. I cant possible leave any time soon as I just renewed my lease and dont have any cash in the bank or job prospects. So I feels like I am finishing a prison sentence where I dont know what my release date is. I just try to take things day by day and keep myself going.
I think my problem right now is that I feel that I am stuck in this void. The void called Maryland. I feel alone during the week once I get home from work. I partly go to the gym just to be around people. I cant possible leave any time soon as I just renewed my lease and dont have any cash in the bank or job prospects. So I feels like I am finishing a prison sentence where I dont know what my release date is. I just try to take things day by day and keep myself going.
Keep on keepin' on.
At least the sentence you're serving allows for conjugal visits.
Posted by Anonymous | 11:38 AM
Wow! Everything changed color on this blog!
I like it.
Posted by Kev | 1:19 PM
Thanks. When I get bored of something I like to re-arrange things and jazz it up :)
Posted by DivineMsN | 1:27 PM
Love your new layout, N! I appreciate the terminal ennui, but cheer up, spring is coming. You don't want to start thinking that life itself is a life sentence whose release date you don't know.
Posted by David | 1:54 PM
Heh heh....conjugal visits.
Posted by Eliza | 2:07 PM