crystal ball

it is never the right time for life.

you know? It swoops down, grabs on, and puts you on a path in a different direction.

I am thinking a lot about my existential life. who are my friends? what is my job? why do I live here? where do I belong? and keep wondering if the people who have turned back home are the ones who are crazy, or if it's me.

I am scared for the staff meeting. shit. Maybe I won't have a job at the end of the day. Then it will be time to BOUGE. or just relax and enjoy my unemployment. 

(written ?? published Feb)