Just two more days until spring break.
The days could not come any faster. I am tired. I’m getting a cold, and getting sick of
I’m not unhappy mind you. Actually, I’m quite happy. My happiness on the job is pretty high, my relationship with Rachel is pretty awesome, and my dog is getting cuter every day.
Last year at this time, I was really shitty. I was on medication for panic attacks, and I made an appointment for a therapist (never went though).
I think I’m finally starting to make some progress on the whole quarter-life-crisis thingy.
I’m just tired. Not enough exercise, not enough sleep, not eating enough vegetables.
My trip to N.Y. will be good for me. I’m gonna see some great friends, and hopefully make some new ones. I’m gonna spend most of my money of food and booze.
So even though I’ll thoroughly abuse alcohol, eat too much rich food, smoke way too many cigarettes, and not get nearly enough sleep, this trip will somehow leave me more refreshed than before.
The formula for surviving
Leave at least every 3 months. You don’t have to go far. Just a place where
Don’t get me wrong, I love
One day, I’ll leave for good. Maybe
In the mean time, I’m gonna take my Emergen-C, drink my water and try to stay sane.
I can only hope at least that much for you.
1 comment:
It is crazy how much we abuse our bodies. I take emergen-C packets like coffee in the morning and milk at night. One day these lifestyles of ours will catch up with us.
Have fun in NY. It might be another version of LA but at least its a version you haven't seen much of. I hope Dallas can be a stop for you in your quest to remain sane. Bush, Perot, and guns- they're callin' your name.
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