"The falcon cannot hear the falconer"
I am so fucking bored! With my career, with my city, with my country, with my friends and family, with my life. I can't wait the three weeks till my next scheduled tattoo appointment with Bill so I ask Brent who's schedule isn't so busy and who seems to specialize in the new idea I have. I can't wait the three hours till the sun sets before I start drinking. Four ice cubes, estimated 2.5 shots of Prism vodka and a full can of Redbull - call it a VARB (vodka and Redbull). It's time for a change, a revelation, anything really. Things change, things fall apart, nothing is permanent. Sobriety falls apart, even drunkeness falls apart.
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I love this house I currently live in. This lower picture shows my mirrored closet in which I have two large bookcases. I have two bedrooms and I keep my bed and clothes in the smaller of the two and I keep my desk and books and files and second couch in the master bedroom. I also have my television and nicer couches but that's in the designated living room. I have no roommate and despite having no woman in my life I'm loving my situation. Don't I look happy?
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