Some days fall rapidly upon one another, tomorrow is three weeks since my #NewBoyfriend closed on his new house. I’m watching him painting his walls with #OopsPaint from #HomeDepot right now. I am often dizzy rn, so I’m doing little except resting in a chair running my fingers around the mobile world.
Some days I just wish that I could tell someone what I want done and they would just make it happen for me. Yet, then I look around and see so many other-people-me’s already out there doing what I want to happen.
I get to listen to music, smoke a joint and watch my #NewBoyfriend #OopsPaint his new crib. Maybe, I’ll take the rest of the curtain rods out of the wall for him. Oh, does this reminds me of my first marriage … is this what life on earth is really like? #sameness #routine #expectation or are people just really that “the same” and I really AM an alien?
I just want a conversation with a reality I want to participate in creating, and everything is just so mean, violent and trying to win and being successful has nothing to do with any of that in my head.
Sometimes I wonder what life I was born to breathe if not this one, and why isn’t it easier to manage in my head?
I share this here because do you see that there: “Your arguments will be heard” …. yeah! My argument is that Twitter should not be able to take my free use of a hashtag like #NFL to describe my thoughts of the tv game I was watching, then create a GIF by someone else without providing payment for co-collaboration. And, maybe one day, I’ll get a new car. Sometimes, I don’t mind giving feedback I also know people get paid for that, maybe that will be my new way to pay for things.
Listening now to Control by The Warheads #np on #SoundCloud
yes, right now, he’s napping. May I take a message? Name? Return number? I’ll be sure he sees it, unless I can just help you with something, then I will.
I love our typical afternoons — first lunch, then a nice joint, then we make love, always enjoying 69 before actually having sex before we have a nap, then dinner. That’s my life, yes, seriously. Almost everyday.
Who wouldn’t want this job? Yes, if we start looking at this as a job, this is the “job” part of the “wife” position for many women, just as I guess, it may as well be for men, and some of us enjoy it more than others.
Today, these are my thoughts even if they are not my thoughts today.