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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

 

Whirl

Life could be be so much worse... i guess that's a consolation. and i never want to complain. took a risk, a stab in the dark and guess i got out good. but it does take its toll. life seems like a whirl right now. sleep for four hours. get a job done for four hours. two hours rest. four hours more duty. six hours sleep. job beckons again. some ds. talking cock. sleeping on the bus. football news. sleeping back at home. rinse and repeat... i don't remember much happening these days. but guess there's nth i really wanna remember.

i'm still contented, but it's just i just don't know things around me any more. everything seems foreign now. time to take a stab in the dark again. but guess i'd never come round to it...
"good ol' wishy washy charlie brown"


What if I don't want to be saved?
This is me afraid

The violins are what's getting me going

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