Thursday, June 14, 2001

I know yesterday sounded like a pile of pathetic whining but that’s because it was. I have no idea what brings on these feelings that nothing is working out. If I did I’d probably be rich and have a whole different set of problems on my plate. My tone will be off until this getting up every morning at 3:30am to work at the track is over. My sleep has been drastically cut from six to four hours and I’m starting to feel it. I think I’m in some kind of rut and it’s getting hard to pull out. It seems like the better I want things to get I’m rewarded with the opposite results. Enough of this self absorbed bullshit. Life goes on no matter what my mood. 12:00:00 AM    says you