As I wait for Brie to get ready to go out, I realize that I have been told by 3 people today so far how nice it is outside. I really don't think the weather plays any part on my mood. I think I am just as happy with the weather if it is chilly and light snow starts falling. I am not a shorts kind of guy, as it is I am wearing jeans and flip flops.
Also, weekends just don't excite me. From ages 15 to 30, every night was a weekend and now I feel like life can be boring. I don't mean the company I am with, I just don't get excited to do anything. I think I need to go away to recharge my internal battery and maybe that would help. I need to start a list but I know I would never finish it. My anxiety would just take me on a tangent and my brain would be on the next thing and the list would have 3 things written tops.
London. I would like to go to London. I love clothing and I love New York City. I also like gloomy weather. They tell me that London has all of these things. I will try to think of some others.
Cheers!
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