“I am not young enough to know everything”

Rather than go to work today, I just want to go to some dive bar,  listen to sad music, smoke (even though I quit), and drink a LOT of beer.

But instead, I’m going to go to work. I really don’t have much to cry about, that I know of. I’ve realized that I may be the type to supress my stuff after speaking with Shane the other day. I always thought I was just easy-going. It’s funny how much you can realize about yourself just driving to work and back. I feel lost. Maybe it’s all the sick ass people I saw for the past three days, dying all around me. It kinda makes you feel small.

I’m going down to El Dorado street now, to have me some Pioneer chicken.