What the hell am I doing with my life?

Yes, intoxicated and feeling sorry for myself. In bed thinking about what I could be doing differently with my life. Listening to Dwayne Dyer, some new agey old gray haired guy on PBS., just because I got tired of changing channels. The reality is I have no clue what I'm supposed to be doing but I sure am awfully tired of not getting what I want and frankly deserve.

This guy is supposedly talking sense but I can't help but feel he's full of serious shit. I bet he's a pot smoker.

Ok so things kinda suck in my life today but I try as I can to remain hopeful that everything will work out in the long run as it should. As long as I do what I should anyway. I seriously have doubts though. I hate that I do, but I do.

"You have to affirm it," he says. Dwyer, I affirm this. You smoke a lot of dope or take prozac. Wait. That's me. Minus the prozac.