I wish there as a giant truck with a big neon sign stating what it is I am...should do....It's as if every aspect of my life is spiraling out of control; imploding while exploding. Avenue Q is my life on rewind, my own strange Groundhogs Day, and all that I’ve learned so far is that the intranet is for porn. Maybe if Bill Murray made an appearance I could have some laughs.
The past few weeks, I've just been completely absorbed with work, 72 hours a week type of work. Part of me has relished just focusing on one thing, and putting everything else on the back burner. At the same time I feel bad that I’ve neglected everyone and everything else that hasn’t been work.
Not sure what it means that I’ve like not having to explain myself or check in or ask permission, that I could just go full steam ahead on my own terms, make my own full of mistake decisions. Even though I’ve gone full stubborn craziness in a quasi forward direction, I’ve also missed having someone there.
Yes, I am a mess and need to figure out the balance of I want/need. Which leads me back to the beginning of the circle of what/who am I? Avenue Q starts all over from the prelude, again.
6 years ago. November 10, 2018 at 11:58 PM