Eat, Drink, and Be Merry

I'm trying really hard not to think about the things I want to write about. Sometimes I wish I had a little less self control. A little impulsiveness would probably do me some good. All this logic clouds my judgment.

I wonder if I cross the line sometimes. Self control to self repression. Everybody around me seems to be pretty good at getting away with acting on their impulses and they have a damn good time doing it. Then again, I was never as good as everyone else at having fun.

"I'm a mess I guess... Life was always back and forth and we were idling or making useless progress."