Screaming Bean |
Sunday, July 24, 2005
The light is at the end of the tunnel. And damn straight if it isn't a train. So now it's a matter of trying to jump on this sucker without getting run over. And I'd be lying if I didn't say I wasn't thinking about the aftermath. It's very easy to think about all the things I want to do afterward. The house needs cleaning desperately. I get to go to golf camp. I need to find a job. I want to paint things. I'll go to the gym. But now, I'm in a holding pattern. I want it to start, but I don't. I doubt I'll ever know the full extent of things I need to know. But can I know enough to get through this?
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