The first sentence of this post was written and deleted about 6 times. Each tackled a different issue I have with life, ranging from my rampant aimlessness, to my mistreatment of those who deserve better, to more positive thoughts about life's general excellence. All overlaid with depression, stemming from my impending return to Chicago, where I feel like the chaps pictured here.
This trip was bound to spark some introspection, as I've spent a huge part of it alone, but I'm going to organize my thoughts with a pen before I get all emo on ya'll. Most of this shit isn't fit for public consumption anyway.
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