Tired

of the kvetching
of the paralysis
of the procrastination
of the distraction
of the lack of focus
of inertia
of apathy
of the sound of my own voice endlessly complaining without action.

Fuck it.

I think I know what I want to be happy, I think I know what I need to do to at last know some peace.

The thing I need to do is just get shit done. Even if it takes me my whole life, if I make even a little progress every day I'll still be going somewhere, moving toward some destination instead of standing still and watching my life, my surroundings, and the people I love moving on without me.

Now if only I weren't so goddamned afraid of everything, maybe I'd actually succeed.

The sounds of phr33king

Hello darkness my old friend
i've come to talk with you again.
because a vision softly creeping,
left its seeds while i was sleeping
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains
within the sound of silence

Friday memesheepage. baaaaaaaaa.

First the memesheepage.

( The Friday Five )

And now the comment whoring:

( 20 questions )