namaste.
The last couple of week i've been trying to roll with the punches, but some crankiness has gotten the better of me a few times. My neighbors are assholes and won't shut the fuck up. It's quite infuriating. I forgive them only because they are kids, 16 (maybe). I wonder what kind of snot-faced kid i was at that age and what kinda of snot-faced kid i am now.
Noisy youth havent cause this anger though, it may have something to do with the holidays creeping up on me. And full-on feelings of frustration. (I'm a teenager i know. Sometimes seething with misanthropic rage.)
And maybe it's the holidays who knows!?
I've been trying to cook more at home lately. Some pasta after work today was really good to me. I was feeling distraught and the carbs really did the trick.
Now to get out of this coma and do some laundry, play some tunes and burn some nag champa.
