I don’t live in the present moment.
I mean, I do things I find enjoyable…I work, I pass the time. But more often than not, I live reminiscing about times when I felt happier.
Everything was better 2-3 years ago. Shit, even 5 years ago… Everything was better than now.
I hate people generally, but I like people individually.
I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.
I gotta get out of RT…I applied to three other restaurants today. I’m still on the hunt for career positions though.
It’s just exhausting. And I feel like I’ll never get to where I want to be.
The axe forgets; the tree remembers.
scrolling through my dash like
oh that’s nice…but gtfoh I’m skulking