So yeah. saturday night and I'm down and drunk. This happens a little too often lately. I often wonder what the happy carefree me would be doing right now if I'd never known heartbreak and depression. I can picture me, settled with a man and a few puppies, happily living in a 9-5 world, never aspiring for more. Part of me wishes I would be happy with that.
Most of me knows it wouldn't work.
I'd probably be more of an alcoholic than I am now...
So I only signed up for this so I can post in the diary section of the Dresden Dolls webpage. Maybe it will work out though. There's nothing quite like a drunken anonymous vent to help you stay sane, right?
XXX
trav