Got up this a.m. to discover that the local thieves had stolen two wheels off my car during the night. That's right -- the rims, tires, hubcaps and lug nuts. Two of them. Off a fucking Toyota. While I was home and awake. They ignored the SUV parked across the street, whose wheels are certainly worth more money, to personally persecute ME. Then I got some mixed feedback on NINE DAYS, and promptly lost all will to live and motivation to write.
Here's what I don't understand about myself. Anyone who knows me will tell you I'm an inveterate pessimist, yet I always expect the Universe to reward me rapidly and handsomely for the things I do. I joke about becoming a millionaire best-selling author, but seriously, there's part of me that really believes it, and gets really offended when other people are skeptical. I've learned to observe that part of myself with amusement when it crops up, but I'm always surprised when it does. It makes me wonder how I come across to other people, sometimes. I must seem like the smuggest blowhard in Christendom.
Actually, you know what really ticks me off is that probably nobody cares. In this modern era of over-sharing, I'm just another blog post twitter bookface noise. Don't these people realize what a unique and profound thinker I am? Don't they understand MY GENIUS? Ugh. Somebody shoot me.
Here's what I don't understand about myself. Anyone who knows me will tell you I'm an inveterate pessimist, yet I always expect the Universe to reward me rapidly and handsomely for the things I do. I joke about becoming a millionaire best-selling author, but seriously, there's part of me that really believes it, and gets really offended when other people are skeptical. I've learned to observe that part of myself with amusement when it crops up, but I'm always surprised when it does. It makes me wonder how I come across to other people, sometimes. I must seem like the smuggest blowhard in Christendom.
Actually, you know what really ticks me off is that probably nobody cares. In this modern era of over-sharing, I'm just another blog post twitter bookface noise. Don't these people realize what a unique and profound thinker I am? Don't they understand MY GENIUS? Ugh. Somebody shoot me.
dude! that totally blows, about your wheels, i mean. toyotas are more popular with thieves cause everyone has or wants one, cause they're such good cars, so your banditos would be more likely to score with toyota parts than anything else, no questions asked. still, i know that doesn't help with the total, filthy, violated feeling.... and you DO deserve recognition from the universe; honey, you've WORKED for it. just because someone is gifted as a writer/storyteller (not to mention a talent and vision for gorgeous and practical art and architechture), said giftee still pays dues by laboring to birth that gift, keep it from eating the drano under the sink, and survive to maturity
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