the more time I spend at home, the more I grow insane and weary with everything that's transpiring in my life. I think I'm getting "rusty" and all I tend to do now is focus on carpentry...making cabinets, designing tiles and yeah, my regular Saturday habit of painting the house... and no, I am not a guy.
Maybe the latter half of my 2007 went into a tailspin and I'm still in the middle of the sphere but until when will I be in this predicament? I am just so impatient right now, I feel like I'm getting less of the "action" that I was used to getting way back when I was still productive and job infused. I feel like I should be doing more, so much more... My life is currently centered on being at home, manning the household, cooking, surfing the net, thinking on what will happen next, your typical run-of-the-mill definition of a bum. Yeah,I am your self proclaimed bum and I guess, I'm damn proud of it. Call it false pretenses but hey, at least, somehow in this existence that I am living, I get to do what I'm supposed to
Sometimes I want to lose all hope and be resigned to the fact that I'm in a slump but whenever I do so, somewhere along the road, a twist of fate leaps into my corner and I get all energized again, ready to face the world in a better mood. Yet while doing so, I still feel that tiny knot in the pit of my stomach slowly crunching on my insides...
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