Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sweeping up these sorry streets. It's just a simple line I thought I would write about how I just gave up, but I realized I gave up a long time ago, back there some where. Today I choose between smoking and feeding my cat. I shouldn't have to make that choice. Back before, I told myself I wasn't going to do this again, the demolition of a previous life to start a new one, because I can't stick to a plan like a normal functioning adult. Normal people get jobs and places to live before they move, but I can never get a job before I leave. Just once I'd like to have it together. This struggle is old, apparently, I haven't grasped the lesson to all of this. Damn it. 10:57 a.m. - 2003-02-19 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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