Monday

Another shity weekend is over. I want to rest, i'm not allowed, i want to work, can't concentrate. Can't enjoy myself either, 'cause i'm tired and thinking of the work i was supose to be doing.
The paradox of feelings and impulses ruins yet another beautiful weekend.
Still, beauty is ephemeral, pain is forever.
Today i also found among my belongings, letters from my penpals, to whom i nerver replied, i'll take what's left of this day, and dedicate it to those that care for me, despite my lack of care for their needs.
I mean no harm, i'm just an egocentric bastard.
I succumb more often now days to the contempt of trivial things, things i should be considering closely.
So many things inside that i can do without, desires and urges.....

That's how i react to mondays, tomorrow, i'll surely be merrier.


^ - ^v Peace

Winter

Well, i'm sick, got the flu.
Done a 2 hour exam wrinting frantic, and now i can´t relate what i wrote to the questions.
I hate my course, and i can´t find a job.

Proof enough, if there is a God, i'm on his Shitlist

Well....
My will is not broken, it´s just swollen.

A couple of laps on the track and a few bruises, will get me going again.




^ - ^v Peace