Is there a reason for this season?

Here I am, lying naked for everyone to see me. I wish everyone had a blog. I could read their secret writings and keep up on the daily lives of my friends and family. I could see how people are holding up. Is this really me? Am I hiding here, or am I making myself up? I like that if you know this site, then you can check in on me from anywhere in the world. As long as I post. So that's something.

Anyway, I'm in a funk. I want things I can't have. I wonder if I need to quit caring about people and places and just give up. There are enough videogames to keep me entertained for years, but the ladies are so much more interesting. I wish sex and relationships weren't complicated, but I think that definitely makes for a more interesting life. Maybe the reason alcohol still sells so well is because of liquid courage. I know that I'm supposed to be self confident and KNOW what I want. But seriously, I have NO idea.

I wish I could cry. I have reasons to cry, but I can't. I hurt and I want and I don't know who I am. I have a bad case of debt, that I don't want. It's a burden that's been haunting me for 4 years now. I just want to be able to be out of debt and living as a free man again.

On a plus note, my housemate got me a ticket to Flogging molly on the 19th, so that's exciting. I have a friend that's having a birthday in about a week and I'm hoping to be invited to the birthday party, but I'm concerned that I've been forgotten with work and all.

Well, the clock is ticking closer to that alarm going off.
Peace out-
T