happiness index 100

(out of an approximate 10,000)

it’s been a while. much has happened, and i’ve once again taken a plunge.

i freelance now. initially it seemed like a pretty good idea. finally over-time will not be without its rewards. finally i will have time to sit down and do what i’ve always wanted to do. finally i can go and get that elusive degree.

well it’s all gone to the dogs now. bills are piling up, i sleep in more so i don’t have to starve, and my bank account has a grand total of three digits – two of them after the decimal point.

i’m getting things done, but somehow i’m getting nowhere.

maybe i asked for it. and maybe that’s how people grow old, having taken shots. some hits, some misses, and then the final admittance that it wasn’t meant to be.

well. tomorrow is another day. perhaps i should count my blessings and not just those glaring circumstance.