nothing

i quit. at least for a while. work is madness. 16 hour days and a total ass boss makes it even worse. so i’m free, for now. 1 month of sabbatical in sydney should revive my tortured soul. so what if i’m capable. to hell with it. i should go somewhere where i would be appreciated. so, doing nothing is fantastic. time to play my own good/bad music, daytime TV, dvds, surfing the endless internet…whatever.

do it man! do nothing!

i mean, nothing. absolutely, period. i’ve always been on the go and sometimes feel like barely living. i want to slow down and digest my food, watch the rain trickle down the window, count the number of annoying kids that passes by the cafe…

do nothing sometimes. it can be good, for the soul.