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devildog's picture

I wish I were a little kid again-everything was so simple. Yesterday, after my mom and I had set up a cloth labrynth in the church meeting hall, we discovered (to her dismay), that the airconditioner lifted it up off the floor like a big bulging alveoli. Needless to say, I thought this was awesome, so I crawled under the edge and made my way beneath the cannopy crisscrossed with purple paths. It was so much fun, just taking pleasure in this simple act...I would have loved this when I was little, I'm sure of it. And I still love it now.

My mom and I are rather similar though. As she said, "Simple things amuse me."

Right now I'm listening to one of the albums I got from Tower Records last night-Team Boo by Mates of State (really great cooky indie pop). It was like a music orgy, man; I got Not Toxic by Dolorean, The Unauthorized Biography of Reinhold Messner by Ben Folds Five(if you don't have this, get it or die!), Shake the Sheets by Ted Leo and The Pharmacists, and Underachievers Please Try Harder by Camera Obscura. All of it is so great, I was practically salivating while updating them to my iPod (God, I barely have any room left-and not all of my CD collection is even in my iTunes).

I would highly recomend all of them:).

Last night I spent up till one in the morning writing more for Exiles of the Establishment. I'll probably finish it by tonight or tomorrow, but I'm really excited about it. That One Word was more comical, but this is more realistic, in a way (for me, at least. I've got to have some comedy). I just love Alan so much, his feelings for Sidney are so sweet. Anyways, you'll see.

But I thought I was doing better-I could even concentrate enough to do soome homework last night, but this morning I crashed and burned. In Sunday school, when everyone began crowding into that small room, I just got so anxious and chlostrophobic that I just had to get out. Again, I just attached myself to my mom for a while, but now she's doing pagaent rehersal (she works at the church). So, I'm here in her office, and just being alone makes me feel so much better. Even normally crowds put me on edge, especially in dense places, but now I just can't handle it.

I'm such an introvert.

But I will get better. The new anti-anxiety drug I'm taking is much better than my old one-zounds better. Zanyx didn't work for very long, while my colonopin is just right.

Anyways, this is my life. I'm hanging on by the edge of a thread. But most writers seem to do that*laughs*. I swear, me and Kafka were soul mates. If you ever read his diary, that is so me.

Adieu,

~Sam

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Icarus's picture

A word of advice: Please, *pl

A word of advice: Please, *please* watch out for klonopin because it can really mess you up. No, I'm not a pill popper or anything, but my mom had some really bad psychological problems and I know about a lot of these drugs. I like very much and I don't anything to mess with your brain in any way.

On another note, I know how you feel about wanting to be a little kid again. Things really were a lot more simple then.

"Which 'we?' 'We three'? 'We the people'? Or my personal favorite: WHEEEEEEE!!!!" Cosmo's my MAN!!!

devildog's picture

I know...life was so easy whe

I know...life was so easy when I was six.

And don't worry, I'm being very careful with it and I have a psychiatrist who's monitering everything:). I won't be taking it for very long, just till I get back on my feet.

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I’m not as sad as Doestoevsky,
I’m not as clever as Mark Twain,
I’ll only buy a book for the way it looks,
And I'll stick it on the shelf again.
-Belle and Sebastian

Sorority_Girl's picture

Oh the good ol' days!

Lol.. I miss when we were little! When we could play with something as simple as sheets or a box or something, and be comPLETELY entertained for HOURS. It feels good to relive that sometimes :)

I'm sorry about Sunday School. I can't really relate to the anxiety thing. I'm the other end of that extreme I think, but I'm glad you're feeling better in your mum's office. Your story sounds pretty cool. There are a ton of really good writers on this site.. I should pay you to write some of my college papers ;) JUST KIDDING! Luv ya girl! Hang in there.

devildog's picture

LOL, thanks:) ~*~*~*~*~*~

LOL, thanks:)

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I’m not as sad as Doestoevsky,
I’m not as clever as Mark Twain,
I’ll only buy a book for the way it looks,
And I'll stick it on the shelf again.
-Belle and Sebastian