so tired

and finally i have nothing more to say.

so, so tired; so, so blase.


somehow content but somehow dissatisfied. almost like the beginnings of an itch i can't even begin to locate. life's so full of things to do, places to go, people to meet. i have a full life, like i had before i met a certain someone and stayed a year with him. life's returning, thankfully. now i have something more.

it'd be perfect now to find a job that takes my mind 24/7. :) with something i love, hopefully. art gallery, if things go well. female environment, the ad said. no more morons interviewing me. ..even if they were at least the issue wouldn't be trying to 'get to know me'.


no shortage of humans on earth, and certainly no shortage of wonderful people - my kind of wonderful people. one wonderfully lovely man in my arms right now - now time to gently separate us both. and this is the path i take.