Sunday, May 09, 2004

Green Crayon

Madness should be put into some good use. I wrote myself a message when I got back. "Have solace in your madness because when you do, everything that doesn't make sense, will." Those words are currently pinned up on my corkboard. It's funny how it's written in crayon. Imagine a 5 year old telling himself that. Hmm.

thelittlelinestoldmeso

So I'm leaving. In about a months time. It's crazy. Just up and leaving. Having to put my life in a box and ship it over the ocean to a place I don't even consider home. I'm moving from one hotel to another. I don't like the other hotel though, it doesn't have room service. Bastards.

Problems at home is making the energy in this house madly depressing. I wake up and I see their faces all blank and helpless. I don't know what to do and I know I'm causing extra stress on them. But I need to be happy too... you know? And it doesn't help that they keep me cooped up so that I can parade my sulky demeanour around like a fuckin proud war wound. MEH.

This has got to be one of the few direct posts I've made. I hate writing so bluntly. I'm going to stop. Now.

becausethelittlelinestoldmeso

::me:: at 11:29