It’s easier to start new things than try to replace old things
My tub faucet sprung a leak the other day so I decided it was time to fix it.
I’m always trying to fix things in my life.
My car, my finances, my computer, my body, my love life – the list goes on. I decided just the other day to repair my relationship with my lower abs. We’ve kept in touch but I’ve just not seen them in six months.
Spent almost all of last summer trying to fix my hellish relationship with my ex.
As an aside, it would have been nice if she told me that it was not only broken but that she had already given speaking lines to three other drivers (whom I don’t think have seen any of their abs in decades, one word: flexbelt; of course, it’s not just about looks, to their credit they’re also dull as rock soup).
Sorry, just snarky because I’ve got a drip that’s driving me mad.
Point is, fixing is different than building. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to build. This spring I’m building things with old friends and new.
But for now, oh man, where’s that #@$@#$ wrench?
Location: @2:30PM yesterday, on Broadwayasd downing a burger
Mood: insanely busy
Music: Sunlight on my face I wake up and yeah, I’m alive