I have written about 4 posts that can be summed up this way:
I am feeling pathetic. I am wallowing in pity for myself and myself alone. Oh, poor me. Boo-hoo.
Then, I delete each moaning, self-indulgent post and stare at a blank screen, asking myself what boils down to this:
What do I want? What do I want? What do I want? And more importantly, How Do I Get It?
And over and over again my brain slams itself against the walls of my skull and says, I DON’T KNOW–YOU SUCK.
No one wants to read that post.
Write, Bitch, Delete, Scoff, Write, Bitch, Delete, Scoff.
