choices. i chose not to at this point. need to save that "card" for when i see myself getting thrown down the same path of housing options, or increasingly lack thereof, you have to treat it like a game, you win, you lose or you draw. whatever the outcome you accept it and move on, next.
sick of "draws" and living in a shared tinderbox box that is called a mental health shared house that is full to the gunnels of every type of nutter known to man, and i actually "live" there. what does that say of me or what i have become?? time to mix it up a bit. and no i have no regrets at all about what i have done and intend on doing, i'm playing the game.
Again Thanks for the link.
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"The journey is one in which hope alternates with despair, reality with illusion, promise with denial, mental trial with mood swung elation, and a sniff of immortality with its ravaged counterpart; the awareness of bodily death"
William Beckford's Vatrek. Circa 1786
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