On lousy days........

Today sucks.

It started with me accidentally hitting the stop button on the treadmill and launching myself into the machine like an idiot.

I burned myself in the shower.

I got the Dear John letter I figured was coming at some point.

What the hell was I thinking coming to this place? Did I really think this was good idea? Did I really think I was going to be a better person for it? What the hell did I expect to happen after all?

Hate serves no purpose, but I despise this place; just another bleak spot on the face of the desert with no real significance. Sorry food, sorry weather, sorry living………….. I hoped to make a better life for myself by gaining some financial freedom and breaking out of the mold. Sure I’ve got money in the bank, but that’s about it.

Four months and my year is up. I was looking forward to heading out, but what’s the point now? Where’s home at this point? We sold our house, I gave away half my stuff, and distanced myself from all of my friends.

Sometimes I really wonder about what goes through my head and why?

*No I'm not nuts or going to do anything stupid- just pissed off at the moment*