I couldn't sleep last night. It sucked. Illness made me feel like crap, which made me want a hug, which reminded me how alone I was. Blah blah blah. I txt a friend of mine just to reach out. I was so close to txting someone I shouldn't which would have just opened a can of worms.
Anyway, I came to my senses and I've realized I'm not alone. I do have people around me. I'm just a whiney little bitch when I'm ill.
I mean look at my life. I'm an artist, I get paid to paint. I have a great family, great friends. My health is normally good but my nose is leaking right now. I'm in training for something called a zombie assault course which just sounds awesome. I'm a decently talented musician and in the right light I'm not bad looking.
So next time I start whining someone just slap me. Ok?
No comments:
Post a Comment