I think I need an intervention. Lately, things have been duller than a baby spoon--you know, the kind that's rubber-coated so it won't cut the baby's toothless gums. Yeah, that. I'm not old enough to be having a mid-life crisis, so can I call it a "late-late-20s imbroglio"? Mmmmm, imbroglio... love the way that rolls off the tongue! Sounds kinda like a decadent Italian dessert; except it actually means:
3. a confused heap.
That sounds just about right!
Can I be real with you? Like, seriously?? *sigh* I am SO over this place in my life and ready to move on, already!! It feels like--what's that movie?--where the same day is re-lived over, and over, and over, and over again. For me, it's more like nothing significant has changed in the last couple of years and I'm just simply existing. That's it. Nothing exciting or noteworthy comes my way anymore; just the same ol'...whatever. I can't help feeling like I'm running on a hamster wheel when I should be driving a Kia Soul. Umm, no not really, but this gets the point across:
Ohh-tayy, that's my
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