Cruising Dark Clouds

Uh. So hot right now. Too intelligent, too creative, too normal. Actually, not too anything.

Scott Przibella

I've had one of those days. Hectic, painfully busy, strenuous and mind-numbing. All too simultaneously. I picked up Chalks this afternoon after he finished work, and after I've finally moved 99% of my belongings and my bedroom is finally taking shape (I'll take photo's and post them when it's done), I took some time to reflect in the car while waiting for him to finish.

I had parked opposite the Epworth Rehabilitation centre. The sunset, juxtaposed against the old Victorian building from the late 1800's and the cruising dark clouds, made me reminisce of the times I'd lay in the middle of the oval at Xavier after school and look up. It brought me back to a time where, comparatively, I had no problems. I felt better, and finally, after over two months, I felt calm. Things have started to come together. Really, everything will be fine. Fuckin' finally.

Btw, I just need to vent. Stupid slags at KFC. Get fucked.

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