Hmm…

Hmm…

The way things are.

Well

The way things are. Might be difficult; however, I’ve seen worse. Guess, if things hold stable, then things will be okay. Just getting by right now. Seems like, i’m some ghost in this world. And, maybe that is best.

Have to win. Want good results, that work like they should. I wouldn’t tell ya my plan. Most people, would call it totally crazy. Yet, there are some hard limits about what I’m willing to accept.

They say:

The difference between genius, and insanity;

is genius has limits.

Well, I’ve got some limits. Maybe, its not that crazy; maybe, its downright genius. No one would believe it. And, even if they knew, they would never remember it.

Want some love in my life. I can not begin to explain, how lonely i feel. Maybe, there are not words, in the English language to accurately describe what it is, that I’m feeling. Sometimes, I wish i could make things better.

sometimes, things are perfect, the way it is. Like i was saying, I’ve got some limits in mind, about what works for me. Want to stay within the green zone. And, avoid; any nasty surprises.

Lately been thinking. About what kind of job i’m doing. Want to do good work. The way things are. Want good results. Most people, wouldn’t understand. Or even know much about it. Most people don’t think too much. Maybe just being here, is some success. Looking for some peace.

Maybe, if things hold true; then i will have some peace about it. Would like some love in my life. Could use, a good hug. The way things are. Does anyone give a damn? does everyone think, it’s someone else’s, job?

Sometimes, the job descriptions, can leave you to wonder. You would think, there was a few people, willing to give out hugs. Tough going for me. I’m trying to suck it up, and deal with it. Seems a person has to be pretty tough.

Isolation is difficult for me. I’m not sure, how to deal with it. I don’t really understand it, not really. Sometimes, some solitude, is useful. But there should be some limits, about how much time, a person has to spend alone.

I guess, its not really something that I can change. Hence, I’m going to have to accept a certain amount of this isolation; in the hopes; of better days in the future. Jagged pills to swallow. Damn it.

Wish that this stuff, would work like its supposed to.

Want some peace. The isolation, is difficult. Want some comfort, that feels like comfort. And, some of this stuff, isn’t going to change. Damn it.