Feeling abit thrown. I've been sitting here for the last 20 minutes staring at a blank screen, gone through a box of Oreos', trying to think of how to write what I want to say. There is so much, and none of it relelvent to each other. Random thoughts I have had scribbled down on scrap paper.
-I didn't realize it at the time, but the reason I was in such a fucking mood yesterday was because my dad tried to contact me. Issues. How irritating.
-I was at the gym this morning at 5.30AM feeling good. When I finished, I was sitting at the bus stop looking down at the pavement and started thinking. Right now, I may not have the best, or the newest things. But I am so thankful for them. My shoes may be old and tatty, but they are my old and tatty shoes. My clothes may not be the latest, but they keep me warm. I might be renting a small room, but I am safe from the weather. I am thankful I have somewhere to sleep at night. I thank God every day.
-You're a nice guy... but boring. I need to be stimulated. In every sense.
-I think manners are foreign to some locals.
-Bless my Asian run, Indian take out joint. They ran out of Naan bread, so served me fried rice and also stayed open 30 minutes past closing for me. Thank you!
-Saw the sexiest tat guy at Maccas.
That will do for now. I am tired and will write more later.
Love is beautiful
-Dash xoxo
A little insight into my thoughts, loves, losses & of course wins. Afterall - This Is Dash x ps... according to whoever you are.. these events, may or may not have happened x
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