Just Perfect...

"Kids can't chose the adults in there life". I've only recently come to grasp the full meaning and context of this... It was probably the inexplicable vomiting of bile that gave me the reality check I've been needing. The term "Sick and tired" takes on a new meaning, and it's far too literal for my liking.

I'm getting really sick of moving about, and having my life uprooted constantly. I've dealt with it so long that even the palm reader guy told me the reason my hands have a billion lines instead of like 12, is cus I'm constantly stressing. And now outa the blue, I'm hit with this? Lemmi tell ya, it's not a fun time I'm having at the home end of the spectrum.

As much as I can't really whine about my life, it could stand to be a lot better. I just wanna live in the same house for a few years. Not move, live in the same area, have the same conveniences and nearby friends... Is that asking all that much?

I dunno... I've gotta get out of this destructive vortex while I still can... It's like being swept over a waterfall with a rope to safety only JUST out of reach.

CYOTFS
- Mav