Today when I realized how very fucked up my life has become I laughed. I laughed out loud.
I like that I can find humor in the wreckage around me. I wonder when the rushing will leave my ears... Years have gone by and FINALLY I have choked on my tears till there is nothing left.
Which, coincidentally, is true.
Despite the fact that I desperately hate the position I am in right now, I am going to sit it out and see what all happens. This is too interesting for me to miss.
If only I were capable of returning to this, to participating, because then things would go very very well. Unfortunately I have a garage full of skeletons that won't permit me to make a single move.
Wish me luck, guys. If I could tell you what's about to happen, I would. Let's just hope that I haven't just accepted one of the stupidest things in the universe.
And I'm already beginning to suspect I have.
A-bomb.