WORK IS SLOW. It’s July 28, I’m twenty, and my tongue is pierced. In three or four days I make my way out to Vegas, but we’re starting in Barstow. No I am not pretending to be Hunter S. Thompson, it just happens to be a coincidence.
2013 has been the strangest year. Lots of interpersonal growth? And things learned? And I have to at least mention the amount of situations that were supposed to be improbable, but somehow managed to work their way into the timeline that is my life….
Here’s what hasn’t changed: I’m still working a lot. I’m still picking up project after project because hunting novelty is what I do best. I’m still having trouble trying to balance the colored coded blocks in my google calendar, trying to remind myself that time management is not tetris and things like rest and eating probably should take precedent over most things.
Here’s what has changed: I’m not so serious anymore. Relearned how to have fun. I’m only twenty and I had to teach myself how to have fun again. I’ve also realized that I have most of what’s necessary to be a successful cult leader.
Some days I wake up hungover and weak, and when it rains outside my joints start to ache. I’m getting old. Other days I wake up and all I want to do is dance around naked and color. I’m still six years old. This pace of life is confusing.