I feel like all the cool edgy funness of the last several months has fizzled and drizzled down the drain and I’m left sitting and staring blankly at life as usual. Out on the bleak landscape facing me, I still have the Little House of Horrors I gotta finish. I still have a job I gotta go to and do everyday.
Don’t get me wrong. Life is good. Real good. Shit don’t suck.
It’s just that. That. (clenched fists and gritted teeth) Ya know what? For a little while there, for a coupla months, I was somebody else. I was vicariously living other lives. I was a trucker. I was a writer. I was somebody new, somebody completely different, somebody somewhere else and it was FUN.
And now it’s back to everything that’s me time and it just flattens me out.
I need a nudge.