Life is kind of tumbling out of control in the best possible
way. For the next several months, I think I’ll be an incredibly busy person.
Increasing responsibility at two jobs in two different boroughs, neither of
which being the one I reside in, will be leaving me with what looks to be
possibly one day off a week. Perhaps two if the odds are in my favor.
Occasionally not even the one.
Monday, June 24, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
The Winds Blow Ever On...
Just last year around this time, the winds of change blew
harder than they had in a long while for me. Instead of fighting it, rooting
down and waiting it out in an exercise of futility, I decided to set sail on
what has turned out to be the best adventure of my life. The winds have a habit
of blowing harder and harder forcibly altering your life until you have no
choice but to accept the changes they bring. But it turns out, my friends, that
embracing the currents seems to make the changes easier and gives you at least
some control of how to steer the ship.
Monday, June 10, 2013
I'm a big boy now...
Almost every Friday night for the last several months, since
mid February if I remember correctly, I have spent my evenings well into the
learly hours of the morning with an amazing group of flesh craving, heartbeat
deprived lunatics. Not many people have the opportunity to spend time every
week with a horde of seemingly insatiable zombies. Even fewer, I think, have
the chance to willfully forfeit the living world for an eve and join the thralldom,
enslaved by a never ending hunger for warm blood. We even get paid for this
nonsense! I consider myself very lucky.
Monday, June 3, 2013
Put it on ya head...
About one week ago here in New York City, I found myself
digging out a jacket from my little storage bin. I had put most of them away
once the weather started to turn warm enough for comfortable open toed shoes on
the regular. It seems that weather in the Big Apple is just as finicky as back
in Florida, though, and so I found myself needing the warm makery once again.
Flash forward to the now times…it’s hot as balls! It feels
like the sun decided to hop on down for a day of sitting directly on my head.
You give me food, sun, you give me life. Don’t think I’m not appreciative, but
holy fuck monkeys you’ve got to stay further away. We’re talking somewhere in
the 80s at night, people. Several mornings now I have woken up in a puddle of
my own sweat. A puddle! I sleep naked and uncovered…this should not be a thing.
This weather, friends, is full of yuck.
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