Friday, October 17, 2008

I AM

  • I am: tired of fighting everything in my life right now.
  • I think: all the time and I wish I couldn’t
  • I know: way more than will ever be useful in the “real” world, unless they finally pick me to be on Cash Cab or Jeopardy.
  • I have: My house, my car, my family, my friends and my sanity-barely.
  • I wish: I could live more comfortably.
  • I hate: drama and conflict
  • I miss: my life
  • I fear: Dying alone with my cat left to eat my face off.
  • I hear: My instincts kicking in and always choose to ignore it.
  • I smell: The vanilla lotion on my hands
  • I crave: a cheeseburger and fries
  • I search: every day for a person that can accept me as I am fully. (P is awfully close though)
  • I wonder: If that will ever happen
  • I regret: Not much
  • I love: the smell of fresh cut grass, laying on a freshly cut hay bale in summer, campfires.
  • I ache: for the simple life.
  • I am not: able to get much sleep. Insomnia has been a curse for several years now.
  • I believe: that the best really just might be yet to come.
  • I dance: better than my sterile upbringing would suggest.
  • I sing: in the shower, the car, and with other people. I do NOT sing karaoke AT ALL, EVER!
  • I cry: quietly and alone to myself. I have only cried in public twice in my life.
  • I fight: the urge to quit my jobs and just disappear into the cracks of the earth
  • I win: Usually at any sort of trivia. It’s what I do..
  • I lose: my mind on a regular basis due to over work and lack of sleep.
  • I never: expected my life to turn out like this.
  • I always: thought I’d be farther along than this and bite my nails.
  • I confuse: Apathy and Empathy all …the…time.
  • I listen: to Fleetwood Mac A LOT. I think I might need a 12 step program for it.
  • I can usually be found: on the least walked path
  • I am scared: of everything, all the time.
  • I need: sleep
  • I am happy about: the ability to just “BE”.
  • I imagine: I’ve bored you by now….so this is the end….Bye Bye!
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