i will have the time of your life
AM short-circuiting. doing everything BUT writing my book but it’s okay it’s cooling off and we’re winding down from summer now we’re almost there.
Picture a ship at sea and preparing for that voyage.
You’re getting all the goods, provisions, and shit on board bla blah we can have endless fun with this metaphor of me finally fucking writing I already stood at the window just now like a mega-hurtbag cliché, staring at the sheep I just fed and tended then I split indoors with Chester.
Chicken wings next will be coming into my life oh god I can’t wait OKAY I’ll crank this out here then everyone will be jazzed about me fucking off social media for awhile (as if) but no, for quite some bit, to tear into the book. THE BOOK THIS FUCKING BOOOOOOK!
It serves as this fantasy neverland myth of mental relief the holy grail, it will save me and all sins, atoned. A guide map to me. Maybe I will learn about myself maybe, I’ve had my fill. Less talking more doing. This blog post is a guilty pleasure treat tho. You need to have more of what you love in your life. In your days. Fundamentally it should go that way for all. My ethos is the pursuit of joy. It is like, an obsession.
Everything that I do is something I love.
When I buy eight cases of San Pellegrino it is because I love myself. When I splurged on my fantasy overalls, it’s because I love me and why restrict something that one day I planned to do, I made a mental note about and struck it from my to do list. Bucket lists! Yes. That’s my era I am living like I am dying, you know what I’m saying? You do.
It’s all about perspective. Eating to live rather than living to eat. ha ha!
This is maroon/red. A thrifted vibe. Leaving the picture huge I don’t care I am the boss here.
A masculine day. I got this shirt during a relapse period, late last summer, only wear it sober. Blue is cosmetic.
There is something I don’t like about this picture of me. It’s the eye contact. It looks insane.
Yesterday was adorable tho I love my Shannon.
Here I did this before writing this blog post. in my puttering era too i ened shit to do to stay off my phone. I am getting into the Lizzie Borden thing on Netflix now and then I will binge the Willy Wonka competition show omg yay. Then Survivor too. Shannon said I couldn’t audition for survivor, uhh, I about lit her tf up on that one I tell you what LOL.
Hopefully I am eating chicken wings right now as you look at this bye! leave a vomment thanks.
