I'm pretty tired nowadays. Tired as in, if I'm not working a ten to twelve hour shift every day of my life at work, serving people their crack, then I am sleeping or watching netflix, beer in hand, to relax. I think I slept my way through 2013, and by God, I have no regrets. Sleep seems like the only thing I can do to escape the insanity that is my life most days and not get arrested or develop a debilitating addiction. Although technically, you could say I'm addicted to sleep.
2014 seems to be headed in just about the same direction. Work and sleep. Sleep and work.
I'm trying to motivate myself to better myself come this new year...lose some weight or get a job that will have me retaining some of my sanity at the end of the day. Although, when I really think about it, I'm pretty comfortable in my monotony, and that destroys any motivation I might have had.
Keep in mind, I won't be doing art anymore. This journal is updated mostly because I know nobody reads it and because I need another outlet other than facebook to vent and talk to myself over.
If you are reading this in fact, I do wish you a happy new year.
And hopefully it'll be better than my own.