lost and found

i have forgotten how important it is for me to have some sort of creative release. i have realize that i have been missing it for far to long, and i could not figure out what was missing in my life. i can't believe what i difference it makes to slowly get it back. (by the way this blog or writing in general is not it)

some how my awful job seen a little less painful. i guess it helps to also know i will not be here this time next year. even if the next place it not every thing i am looking for either, that is ok. just as long as it pays the bill and give me the time and energy to pursue my creative energies.

don't get me wrong i am still looking for that perfect situation, and if i don't find it than i will try to create it my self. i will not let myself get back to place where i am dreading going to work every morning. witch leads to poor work habits and that just increases the misery, and that is suicide by tiny little increments.

guessing game

i have been listing to jeff buckley's version of hallelujah all morning.

what kind of mood am i in?