I have spent the last few weeks thinking about my life as it is now. Allow me to illustrate my state of being with this metaphor. I am running around blindfolded, bumping into things, and bouncing off the walls. Every so often, my blindfold slips and I have a few moments in which life is good and I know what the hell I'm doing. Today had some definate slippages, and quite a lot of crashing into walls. I got the nod from my dad an German teacher to be the aide for the aforementioned German teacher next year. WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I'm too tired and feeling like my brain has been pulled out my ear and beaten with a blunt object to be properly euphoric. I also am almost finished with a book of my poems that I'm publishing. Sigh. Editing pdfs is not fun.
This Pointless Ramble Is Now Over.