coldcomfort

Limbos of working for short but very constant spurts to pay for the exciting adventures in between, though, is more desirable than steady streams of equal parts life and living. Oh, ugh, I obviously wasn't meant for the dreary lives society has decided. I dream of rolling down hillsides composing odes to visible bodies of very fine water droplets as I go; but too much of even that and my brain would eat itself for lack of sustenance from the world...
It's how I see having roots of any kind. Horrid! My life shall be intense, overflowing, practically drunk! and wildly varying; I will have lived everywhere, been everything, had everyone. So there, there there, it's okay, it will all be okay. I'm here [only for now].
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That's precisely how I feel, only I'm less motivated to do anything about it. Or, really, to do anything about anything. I'm afraid the Grey has almost eaten me. :\
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(Anonymous) 2007-06-01 04:55 am (UTC)(link)I AGREE...
Mwuuuuuaaaahhh!
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Hello... I wandered over here through an interests search (green bottles). I like your style of writing so I've added you on a whim :)