Just as the titile says, As I sit here with big ole headphones on killing my hearing with absolutley loud as hell good old thrash metal blarring into my ears, feeling my emotions of old cropping up from days far gone bye. Ahh, not a care in the world, Just happiness all the time non-stop happiness. Happiness now comes in small doses, very small doses in fact.
When I die I hope to go back to the 1980's, Infact those were the best years of my life, the 90's were ok, just that, ok. The 2000's thus far though, Well lets put it this way, someone made me a crap sandwich and I took a good big bite and I can say for myself, the first bite didn't taist to bad but that first bite was the bite that changed me. Not exactley the same. Heck, infact I'm not the same at all. I know, I know. As we get older we do change but this is rediculous. Where's the playful, funny me gone to ? Locked away somewhere in my head I guess. I hope to see me again. As I sit here I wonder why I can leave comments as I do. Yeah, some might be somewhat off, but some are the inner me trying to get out from behind this mask of happiness.
Yeah I know this makes no scence, Just felt like writting whatever came to mind at this moment.
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