Part of me feels like I am moving to the desert in order to get comfortable and finally die. I have hated this planet, this life, and this incarnation since I got here, and have been unable to change the fact that I am single and without sexual comfort. Well. At least I'll have a tan.
UPDATE: It is for sure the pain talking. I am trying to rub out knots in my left leg that are so sore I am actually crying.
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No, you said it best below: "A toast, to new beginnings!" This is going to be a wonderful move, and you will thrive in this environment. Take courage, this is exciting.
It must be the pain talking. I am having trouble with my left leg (calf) and it has been a horrible few days. I just can't see the exit sign and get panicky.
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