I remember life making more sense, once upon a time. Or did it never? Memories are tricky things.
I'm living an oxymoron as I protect myself from a good thing in order to be good and do good things. See? That makes no sense.
Okay, I'm giving myself a 30 day challenge. I'm going to post something everyday just to ensure that I am keeping my word. I've got buckets of paint, a blank canvas, figuratively speaking, and every intention of throwing the colours at the senselessness of it all. Maybe it will be something beautiful... I'm afraid it won't, but I am hopeful
Goddamn this sucks right now, no way I can pretend that it won't suck exponentially in a few days.
Oh boy... here we go...
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