Life sucks. Anything else?

I could not get going today. I kept on sleeping and by time I woke up for good, I found it was too late for me to do anything constructive in Kansas City today. It’s now 3:30, and I still haven’t left the house, although I am ready to leave. My laundry is done.

This is the first full day I’ve spent at home since Aug. 3. I guess I’ll be having quite a few more of these coming up. And they will be so damn miserable.

I feel like a total piece of shit reading Facebook and seeing all of these happy couples. It just reminds me of what a bastard I am, although technically I’m not a bastard, since both of my parents are still married. I’m sorry I don’t have money. I’m sorry I live in the middle of nowhere with very little civilization. I’m sorry I don’t want to grow a beard. I’m sorry I don’t want to get a tattoo. My weight is my own problem and my own doing, so if you can’t look past that, I can’t blame you. But I don’t have much. Not much.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on August 15, 2014, in Personal. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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