I am calm.
Surprisingly so.No more confusion, no more drama.
Everything's been forcibly put in perspective. Which is what should have been done in the first place. There is no one else to blame, no circumstances to bemoan. There's just me.
Time to grow up. Time to grow out of this cocoon of debility that I've allowed to wrap me in. Time to stamp out the little imps creating mischief in my brain. Time to bring the misplaced affectivities under control. Time for action.
But above all, time for a cigarette.
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