The Fat Lady Has Sung & Is Now Choking on Her Saliva
Hey There,
Yep, I'm done. It's not that I hate the job and I definitely hope the job doesn't hate me. There doesn't even have to be an explanation. It's just done. You scratch an itch and after a while you break through skin. Yep, definitely bleeding. Sucked dry.
Gawd, I'm exhausted.
Jamie's words of comfort: "I'm not exactly sure what it is but I know I didn't always feel this... sedated. But you know what? It's never too late to get it back."
And maybe it's time to started with the track I chose 9 years ago. I've delayed it long enough.
And maybe who knows, I get to start writing again like I used to.
*sniff* I miss me.
Yep, I'm done. It's not that I hate the job and I definitely hope the job doesn't hate me. There doesn't even have to be an explanation. It's just done. You scratch an itch and after a while you break through skin. Yep, definitely bleeding. Sucked dry.
Gawd, I'm exhausted.
Jamie's words of comfort: "I'm not exactly sure what it is but I know I didn't always feel this... sedated. But you know what? It's never too late to get it back."
And maybe it's time to started with the track I chose 9 years ago. I've delayed it long enough.
And maybe who knows, I get to start writing again like I used to.
*sniff* I miss me.
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