A little lost, A little list.

I’m inclined to complain about the fact that I am still out of work, but have been trying to keep it to myself. Suffice to say, I’m pretty bummed that I am still unemployed. I do much better when I have a job. Emotionally, in my body, etc. This week I’ll be doing some house-sitting/gardening and am like, embarrassingly excited about it. Just to get out of the house and do something for a minute sounds like a dream. 

I mean, I have been doing, but you know. You know? Of course, there are literally a million things I could be doing but I have like motivation fatigue or something. It is true that I do best at one end of two extremes. Either laying completely motionless with a cocktail on a beach somewhere or so damn busy I can’t see straight. Anything in between is difficult town.

Things I should be doing: 

  • Fixing the drywall in the ceiling in the living room
  • Patching/sanding the basement apartment
  • Putting together my chap book
  • Getting quotes for replacing the counter tops in the apartment downstairs
  • Gardening
  • Going for long walks
  • Finishing edits on that story that I’ve been writing for a year
  • Writing more poems
  • Researching gigs
  • Memorizing the hell outta some pieces
  • Spending time with my mom
  • Reading the rest of The Creamsicle by Rhiannon Argo because its actually so good.
  • Cleaning my damn room.
  • Being a fool in love with a dreamy lady (I am, admittedly, doing this like every hour of every day, so thats something.)

This list might make me seem like a total lump. This also might be the most boring blog entry ever written. despite everything, I am still such a happy, happy dude.

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Tea cup people gazing

 

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