Friday, May 18, 2007

Feeling Stronger Every Day

As I grow older I struggle with a strange, though surely not unique, dichotomy. I have but one short week left in my sentence at Blake High School, yet since each passing moment moves me closer to that undiscovered country I have trouble wanting the time to pass quickly. 'Tis wonderous strange, to want to speed up the clock, yet stop it at the same time. But one thing is undeniable, the closer I get to my great escape, the better I feel. And the better I feel, the more blogging I do. And that's another weirdness. In my youth, it was angst and great pain that drove me to write endless reams of emo drivel. Now it is contentment that inspires. And the weirdest thing is that the more content I am with my life, the more free I am to be outraged at the assholes and idiots of the world.

And so, true believers, I pray thee bear with me but a short time more. Soon I shall scour the news for those tidbits of lunacy and eggregiousness that have, prior to last August, appeared here in abundance. Soon my soul will be replenished, and the vitriol and bile that has been so focused 'pon the aggrivating youth of my pain, shall once more be trained upon more worthy recipients. Be warned, Shrub Prince and your soulless Dick...I'm a coming for ya!

Love and kisses,

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

One week? When does school start there? We are locked in til June 11
La Monk