I feel like a wretch.  This country is so fucking rich and powerful, why don't they invent some way for people to feel good.  I need a drink.  Two months sober this week and one week sans panic attacks.  Did you hear that?  I actually am getting better but I'm half pissed off and half relieved today, so I guess I am a bit confused. 

Abattoir Blues by Nick Cave is such a good song.

I resent this world where I cannot recognize myself, and I resent myself full of resentment. 

I hate, I hate the offices, and the pressure, and the shitholes we are forced to nest in.  I want more.

Freedom is free but you have to know how to ask for it...