I Think I Need To Just Go Home

There is so much going on in my mind today.

I'm full of to much energy, and it is driving me insane.

I'm sitting at my desk totaly wired, listeing to Slayer, Bad Brains and other various bands of full on destruction. And all I want to do is run around an jump and brea something. I just feel like I'm bursting at the seams today. Not sure why. Not much has happened, and yet I want to just rage.

I'm just excited about so many various things.

Mostly a show this weekend, and the new apartment, and how cool my kids are, and how well writing has been going lately. I think this energy is hope.

I sat down for lunch with my friend S. yesterday (who I try not to drag into this little blog of mine to often, he is better than most of the self destructive/self agrandizing that takes place here). But I gave him the unadulterated version of my weekend. And story that I thought was full of shock and awe, and earth burning world destruction kind of shit.

S. just looks at me totally straight faced, and tells me that it sounds like I had an interesting weekend, and that I should drink less before I'm the guy drinking a fifth a night.

Good shit. Just bringing my ass back down to earth. Reminding me that the puffed up image that I have of myself right now is just a bunch of bull shit. What would I do without friends like him.

So now I have all this energy, and I don't know where to put it.

My kids are going to get a fantastic dinner tonight, that is for sure.

File under Virtue.