I anxiously await a change

So, spring has finally hit the streets of Sweden. I believe that the long winter of 2009/2010 has finally come to a halt. It's been a rough season for each and all alike. I have suffered at the hands of the new depression. Financially and emotionally, but I think this new season brings forth a new can-do- attitude. A long awaited sensation of satisfaction.

A change is going to come, mark my words.

I feel good. Safer than I have in years. I now have a few rough months ahead of me but I'll pull through and I'll be a better person at the end of it. The time has come to buckle down and work for a better future.

Here I go.

Texting 1...2...3

I'm a big ball of hurting. Couldn't sleep last night thanks to the cat and that damn movie "The Box" which scared me to tears. Yes people, I started crying. It freaked me out, but it mainly has to do with Marcus turning up the volume. Like he always does. I often wonder whether he has a condition of sort, or if he's just plain deaf. Whatever the case I started crying. Total panic. Can't deal with things just popping out, mid sentence.

So in this sleep deprived state I've been hurting all day. Boobs hurt, crap factory (aka stomach) hurts, head hurts. I am in the worst shape ever. If I didn't know better I'd think I was hung over. Oh and to top it all off I'm feeling sick as a monkey.

I need time off. That and a sugar daddy, or possibly a pimp. Idk what's going on with my life, all I know is that I feel miserable.

Time for another change? I believe it is.

But first I need to sleep, I look like I feel. And that's never a good sign.

So with a pounding headache I bid you good night!

/B