mercredi, novembre 05, 2008

Made of 'Steem

So this great day in a drizzly day after I'm cursing my personal history. Blame it on the 'book. Those updates invite peeks in on former friend's lives and all the fun they are having. I don't communicate with but a handful of my 363. Mostly, they serve as little e-reminders of my own shit and isolation.

Change is good. I get it. I am ready to be rerouted but even if I were to dump my baggage, I may not be able to cocoa butter away the bruises caused by all those years of haphazard toting . It's not that I wish I was better, there are plenty worse who are living golden, but that I felt better.*

*(I am not depressed. Thanks.)