Well, I'm almost done with this blog and this job and this apartment and this neighborhood and this city. Through the frustrations of moving and constantly battling hangovers, it's a great feeling-- my mattress is more comfortable when I know it's holding me over the ground for the final morning and the view from my balcony gets warmer and warmer as the end of my lease draws closer.
I don't really know what I'm doing with my life. I never really noticed until I sat on a porch in a backyard in Sauganash and listened to my friends discuss industry jargon for their prospective careers. The knowledge in my head is spread thin and, as a result, doesn't add up to much.
I met this girl who's very smart and witty and funny and pretty and skinny and I'm afraid I might really like her.
This post took the past five shifts to get through. I suppose it's fitting that my writing here should finally fade away.
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