cruise

The rain came down tonight. My car's a lot cleaner now, but somehow, water leaked under the front door and came through the window in my bedroom. And the rug that we shampooed a few days ago? It's still outside--now wetter than before. Overall, it's not so bad.

rain down

callused

Relocating can expose things about yourself and your life you'd rather not acknowledge. Damn. I really don't like it, but I'll appreciate it down the line.

push

the grind

Things are getting busy again, with work and moving especially, and the start of the school year. It's almost as if I was still in school. But not even close.

It's hard to grow out of some expectations.

Why is it that forgetting some things makes life so much simpler than remembering them? Is a photographic memory any good without a delete button?

the next movement

i have a headache

simmer down

*begin rant*
to the punk ass mo'fucka who had the nerve to honk and ride my bumper for doing nothing out of the ordinary, then proceeding to give me brake checks for a mile and then decide to swerve into my lane less than 10 feet in front of me going almog 50mph, you're lucky you had the cowardice to drive away. you obviously don't give a fuck about anyone else around you. sorry if i didn't realize you were the most important fucker on the road in your fucking lexus bitch ass ls. people like you don't deserve the privilege of operating a motor vehicle. if you happened to hit my car i probably would have little problem beating your ass down. what the fuck? don't fuck around doing stupid shit because you can't figure out why the world doesn't mold to your desires. what if my brakes failed or someone was in the next lane that i swerved into or what if i had a kid in the car? you have no right to be that wreckless. it's too bad i didn't call the police earlier. i should have memorized your license plate, 5W_X___. the worst part is you drive away and nothing else happens. lose your fucking sence of entitlement bitch.
*end rant*

Anger saps my energy... it's like I'm less alive after the adrenaline rush subsides. Few things make me more mad than people who have no regard for others, especially when something as stupid as "brake checking" someone or cutting someone off could wind up in someone dying. Besides, I can't afford to have that on my insurance... I'm sure he/she could have sold that pompous ass Lexus. I can't be angry forever though. I hope to God he/she gets a wake up call before someone else is affected... or killed.

Life is short. If nobody else is getting angry at the world, then maybe not enough people are paying attention.

Such is the contrast of life. This is the highlight and shadow, grain, and texture of us... the detail for which we are the medium.

peace

push back

I feel like my body's not cooperating with me at the moment. It'll take more than that to stop me. Not too much more though...

It's past midnight and I'm not exactly tired, but if I don't clock out soon, I won't feel rested for a long long time. Even the obligatory 8 hours last night didn't do that much for me.

consistently inconsistent

ain't
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steppin

I've been neglecting words for a while, waiting for some inspiration.

I wasn't looking hard enough.

I'm thoroughly worn out from this weekend, and although I could have chose differently, I needed to mix things up a little bit.

A little transparency makes a big difference.

It's an open conversation after all. Don't feel bad that I've started without you.

two steps forward