i feel real ungodly
its been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely time
this has been quite the new year so far. lots of emotion and thought.
where to live.
what to do with my life.
how to find happiness.
why does college equal a good job equal long hours equal success equal the universal goal in life?
i just had one of the greatest trips of my life. i spent almost a week in manhattan. moved my sister into her new apartment. got to know nyc as more of a local than a tourist. drove a car there for the first time (i think i should be a cabbie). stayed with my best friend from college and tracked down all his fave spots. finally met his local best friend. got used to cold weather again (or drank enough to not feel said cold weather). realized that my local celebrity in orlando is equally as known (c-list at least) in nyc. drank the world's best mojito. ate in teh world's most silicon filled restaurant. drove to florida. stayed at a friends on the way back and had more fun on oscar night than should be legal. saw my grandpa (which happens all to infrequently). deprived myself of sleep...
so much craziness happened whilst away.
alas, i'm back home now. in a funk. not sure the root of the funk. it could be from the return to reality. could be from finding happiness elsewhere causing confusion. could be that i really do like the cold weather (although i seriously doubt that). could be the idea that i have to leave again in two days.
but i'm excited about that. i go for my annual trip to philly. mainly for work reasons, but i always go early to hang with a great friend. hopefully the trip will be a distraction and cause a euphoric bubble around my mind/body/soul.
but for now, i stay laced with inner struggle. against my voices. against others' voices. against my wishes. and against others' ideals. but i'm a warrior, and i shall win...eventually.
she's a warrior too:
this has been quite the new year so far. lots of emotion and thought.
where to live.
what to do with my life.
how to find happiness.
why does college equal a good job equal long hours equal success equal the universal goal in life?
i just had one of the greatest trips of my life. i spent almost a week in manhattan. moved my sister into her new apartment. got to know nyc as more of a local than a tourist. drove a car there for the first time (i think i should be a cabbie). stayed with my best friend from college and tracked down all his fave spots. finally met his local best friend. got used to cold weather again (or drank enough to not feel said cold weather). realized that my local celebrity in orlando is equally as known (c-list at least) in nyc. drank the world's best mojito. ate in teh world's most silicon filled restaurant. drove to florida. stayed at a friends on the way back and had more fun on oscar night than should be legal. saw my grandpa (which happens all to infrequently). deprived myself of sleep...
so much craziness happened whilst away.
alas, i'm back home now. in a funk. not sure the root of the funk. it could be from the return to reality. could be from finding happiness elsewhere causing confusion. could be that i really do like the cold weather (although i seriously doubt that). could be the idea that i have to leave again in two days.
but i'm excited about that. i go for my annual trip to philly. mainly for work reasons, but i always go early to hang with a great friend. hopefully the trip will be a distraction and cause a euphoric bubble around my mind/body/soul.
but for now, i stay laced with inner struggle. against my voices. against others' voices. against my wishes. and against others' ideals. but i'm a warrior, and i shall win...eventually.
she's a warrior too:
posted by hokiecracker at 10:56 PM
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