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I never know what to write on these things. Putting my thoughts to paper, so to speak, has never been one of my forte's. -
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no coin of the realm in my purse, in rags i traverse thru this perverse land of Baal ( Read more... ) -
a simple truth
I am weary. In soul and body, I am weary.
Daily, I cry for relief and respite,
there is none to be had.
My heart yearns for companionship,
my soul to be complete.
my spirit, ever-questing,
seeks a reason to abide. -
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silently screaming in blinding darkness
demonic denizens surround me
dragging unseen chains of attrition
i go blindly, blundering ahead -
another dismal failure
well, not smoking only lasted 2 1/2 days....this time....again.....drat! -
smoking
well, i did it. i quit smoking. We'll see how it goes -
waking up miffed!
i am still miffed about the decision that my room mates made last night, that if i chose to quit smoking, it couldn't be done here. what gall! What audacity! -
decisions, decisions...
Today i was told by my room mates that i could no longer live where i currently reside if i decide to quit smoking. Their reasoning...? They had had a taste of my change in attitude as i go through chemical withdrawals. I really can't blame them for their decision. It is their apartment, and they have a right to a peaceful living ( Read more... )