I wrote this in an attempt to figure out where my life was and where I wanted it to go. I know there's a list from 2009 laying around somewhere but as of right now I cannot find it. The notes in italics are from my point of view at the present time.
Utterly and hopelessly depressed, worse than ever before.
Little did I know it would get so much worse.
More dominant than submissive.
Rock & Roll junkie.
Still trashy.
Still a broke bitch.
Still slutty.
Eight tattoos.
The aunt of a beautiful baby boy.
Nico was born on October 27th, 2009.
Over Buzzard.
Haha, I was delusional. I was in no way, shape, or form over this man.
Over the other one whose name began with a B.
The love I had for this one turned into a good friendship.
Having an affair with a co-worker.
Not so much an affair as just simple fun. He's still a good friend.
Perfectly lonely.
More mindfuck-er than fuck-ee.
This is up for debate.
A few pounds lighter.
Noticing more gray hair around my temples.
Mourning the death of more than one friendship.
Back to working for the same boss who hired me out of college.
Closer to my Mama.
Not afraid to jump on a plane, train, or into an automobile.
Feeling like I'm back at square one.
Suffering from a creativity block.
Uninsured.
Attempting to clean up the mess I've made of my life.
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