it seems like there is never any time to do anything. i remember days used to last weeks. there was ample time to play, talk, sleep, eat, make messes and have someone clean it up. not anymore. i always wake up late and im rushing and then im late and then im here and even here at work i dont feel at peace and then its time to go home and theres always somewhere to go or something to do and all the unfinished things and blahblahblah. no time. then its time to sleep and do the whole shit over again. where do people with several kids find the time to do ANYTHING?
ive been thinking a lot lately probably because i am not a depressed douchebag. theres a few things i want to do this year
like start school. i have an awesome idea for my life. i want to become a therapist or psychologist assisting veterans with PTSD. i would love to open my own practice, actually.
also i want to run. id love to be a runner. not like marathons and shit. the army made me hate running since waking up at 5 in the fucking morning and standing around for half an hour, then stretching with 5-100 other people and THEN going for a run where we all have to stay in a formation, is NOT my cup of tea. that gives me the opposite of a hard on. to do that, i have to stop smoking. or severely cut back. which might be one of the hardest fucking things ill do since i totally enjoy smoking.
id love to paint for an entire day
id love to learn to draw awesomely.
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