February 26, 2007

FRUSTRATED

Wake up, wander, wait.
Breakfast, blog.
Shower, dishes.
Clean, launder, cook.
Read, wander, wait.

This is ALL I do.

Yesterday I was sad. I wanted to punch my fist through a window just to see it bleed and feel something beyond this numbness and lethargy.

Today I'm angry. I want to slap someone really hard. In the way that leaves your hand tingling and all your fingers stencilled in red across the other person's face.

I feel worthless, like any smarts or creativity I did have are melting away and I can do nothing to stop it.

I'm sick of stupid agencies and stupid HR and stupid stupid unemployment.

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