Exhibit B:
I find myself pondering the possibility of an early-life crisis? I am sitting here at my computer OBSESSING about how I want tattoos and more piercings and ridiculous hair styles.... wanting them more than anything else, like an addict to their crack pipe. What the fuck is this?
My rational mind grips to the idea that this is my natural reaction to the complete overwhelming nature of my responsibilities, but the more I rationalize it I find my angsty side arguing with my rational side.... it's very noisy in my brain at the moment.
I'm pretty much going to get my tats, do my hair and embrace my irresponsible self. She was way more fun anyway ;)
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