Next thing you know the casual guys night out turned into a raging old school night at the next old haunt where they had Karoke night and we had lots of jäger shots. And so I got the nerve to sing. And I picked under pressure. I don't know. I love the song. An all time favourite. And I don't know how I looked singing it or what I sounded like. But I did it! And maybe it was because the X always says what do you have to be under pressure about. Hmmmmm. Well. I guess it's all that I am and who I am. And today as I drive around town again trying to piece my life together I realised so much. I just can't put it in words tonight. I drove by my old HS house. This woman says some one got taken away by the rescue squad last night from my child hood home. Oh really? I say. Hmmmmm. Well. I just don't know. Yet I sort of do. My under pressure life. Worrying about everyone. So you know. It's just how I am. And that under pressure guts night out was also a lot of who you all still are ...
I found a cool office chair. Walked a lot today. Spit. Drew some art. Trying to figure out if the X and his girl ever want to have coffee. I am serious. Don't be afraid of me. Unless you're the reason I'm under pressure?