I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left
These so-called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest...
I don't drink. At least not alcohol. I'm kinda a bit of a straight arrow, much to the amusement of my friends at times. Despite that, I identify with these lines, especially if you ponder drunk not so much as "intoxicated from alcohol", but that mental state where you're not sure if you can care anymore. The one that tends to lead most people to drink.
And it's that melancholy I'm dealing with at the moment, the realization that there is no good choice, but you can't stop and hold up the parade of life until a good choice comes along. Sometimes there are no "right" answers. Sometimes you have to make do with a flawed decision. Sometimes you have to make a call when all the evidence isn't in. And all you can do is hope and pray to whatever [Gg]od* you believe in (or hope s'more if you don't believe in any [Gg]od*) that the consequences will be minimal.
I've tried to live a good life, and I'm sorry if it's not good enough. I'm still human.
on a happy note, I get to do my evil idea in jfiction, woo.
and I fiddled on JM2 today too, that was cool.
tomorrow I go get those Zelda games for mom. And cancel my counseling appt. Whee, it means tuesday is dentist day...and my one set of teeth that were hurting aren't hurting so bad.
and there's resolution.
and I get to go on vacation in three weeks! WAI.
can anything else make things be relatively okay even with the feelings above?
Goodnight LJ world. Night feline partnah in crime, night dwagon, night Mr. Sysadmin, g'night overclocking UPS guy, night Wizzard, night tubadood, night Mythos, night Mids, night squirrel, night blurry, night everybody else I may have forgotten and who doesn't have an LJ.