I've been twenty three for three days and for the first time in my life, I'm really not that enthused about it. I hate this whole growing up thing. I just seem to be getting farther away from God, fatter by the second, unhappier with my job and my weak art skills keep getting more pronounced.
I just need a breath. I need an escape, something that will let me be outside for just a little bit and inhale fresh air. Too long I've been sucking in the same thing day after day and I'm getting worn out again and it's showing. I'm more impatient with my coworkers and everything they do gets on my nerves. Like England, I'm sure working with creatives is a lot more romantic sounding than it actually is, but right now I wouldn't mind giving it a shot.
Ugh. I dunno. I'm just being blue again. I always talk like this when I'm down. I'm sure I'll shake it off.
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Michael Bublé - Try A Little Tendernessvia FoxyTunes 
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Come to Texas for a weekend. We'll...well, we could hang out in Barnes & Noble and I could buy you stuff with my discount. And we could share all of our indie music.
You should give me a call! Sorry I haven't been around much to talk to you. It's really hard to text with someone on a keyboard. :3