What if we gave homeless people one week at a job and then decide if they deserve to work or not.
So I have a lot more down time at work than I initially anticipated. The days go by quickly, but I can’t seem to shake off the feeling of exhaustion that comes before 1pm.
Completely ridiculous, I know.
A lot of the times I spend wondering what chapters I could be writing for my books during this time, or what piece of artwork I can construct with just 3 colors of fine tip ballpoint pens and a number 2 pencil. I could always invest in Crayola crayons, you know… that box of 64 shades. If you had that hefty box of crayons as a kid, let me tell you right now, you were the coolest kid on the block and everyone waned to be your friend.
Also, if you happened to have Lunchables and a Koolaid beverage with that twist off cap, well you were pretty much royalty.
God, those were the easy days.
Enjoy your Tuesdays everybody and remember that when all else fails, eat some chocolate, unless of course you’re allergic, then well…. yoga. Yoga is good, too.
I pray and hope that all of you get the best of everything in life. You are all so special and have introduced such wonderful things into my life.
You deserve all the best :)
I’m afraid of losing the people I meet. That’s particularly why I don’t like ending semesters. They’re great, no matter who I’ve come to know. They’ve brought me happiness, joy, and wonderful memories. However there are the occasional ones that have brought upon sadness, triggered tears, and ultimately pain, but no matter the outcome, these people made a difference in my life.
If I don’t know you, I hope to soon. If we’ve met, thank you for changing my life.
The world is a beautiful place and so are the people in it.
this would only ever happen to Bo Burnham
I don’t know if I’ll ever be in the same situation, but if you fucked up, and you ended things, then move the fuck on. Stop making other people miserable.
Live your life and let them live theirs.