January 1, 2014… Is this the year I get a fresh start? The first time I’ve felt anxious about what is to come in a new year happened today. Today felt like something changed in me. The problem for me is not being able to identify with that change. I’m almost afraid of what’s to come, and at the same time excited because if it’s good stuff then what’s there to worry about? Maybe I’m just confused. Or a bit hungover-y? No matter the reason, I reject this feeling.
It’s like… Having tiny butterflies in your tummy flittering relentlessly, that puke up rainbow colored cognac infused unicorn poo… A sickly, tormenting, organ twisting, lush sort of feeling. Yah, something like that…Perhaps I’m a bit drunken still? Meh…
Peace, blessings, and alllllllll that other shit to you all, and to all a good year!
Here’s to 2014, cheers! 🍻
once i was babysitting my neighbor’s 6 year old and she asked me why i was so ugly and without thinking i said “i’m you from the future” and she cried for like 30 minutes