2003-05-02 - 12:02 a.m. Well, my bags are packed, I�m ready to go. That�s about as far into the song as I can go without getting maudlin, so I�ll just stop there. I�m going on a road trip. I�m not quite sure how it will all turn out. It�s not some Hunter S Thompson foray into the desert, I�m just going to San Diego, but it�s also not some horrid Tom Green vehicle full of wackiness. Perhaps it will be both. I�m not really sure. I have been so stressed out of late. All the transitioning and the drama at work. The interviewing of the temporary candidates. The farewells and the explanations. I�ve settled on I�m going back to school as my stock answer to But Why? as Because this company is so fucking retarded it�s a miracle it survives just doesn�t seem to work. And that is the simple answer. I felt free for three days and then the weight of everything settled in on me, along with the panic that I don�t have a clear idea on the next stage, and that really it would behoove me to deal with it as it is rapidly approaching. I�m so used to living day by day that all my forward thinking skills are shot. I look forward to my trip. Zen and don't cry out loud - 2007-07-29 Zen and the stumbling rocks of fitness - 2007-07-19 - - 2007-07-11 Zen and fasting - 2007-06-20 Zen and hiccups - 2007-06-18 Guestbook Notes |
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