Tuesday, 10 March 2009

50 challenge

Work's not working
 
System failure, system overload
with your weak comments you can hit the road
Work's not working, you are not productive
I can't stand that lazy initiative
My mind is hazy you're making me sick
no wonder everyone thinks you're a prick
I want to leave and I want to fuck off
but I can't escape, the route's been blocked off
 

yeah baby

I woke up today in a slightly better mood.  The weekend was quite emotional for me to be honest, I felt like I was drowning. It was good for the most part and I had a lot of fun looking round the markets and eating a moos boosh burger which was fantastic, but I kept losing myself in a sea of depression every time I took a breath I swallowed more of that sea. I've a fair idea why but it's just one amongst many reasons for feeling shitty.
 
I stopped drinking 10 days ago and that will have something to do with it too but on the surface I haven't been craving a drink which I think is quite cool. I haven't set a date or given a reason for doing it because it just adds unnecessary pressure. I've even been out to a birthday, a gig and an after work drink up and was totally fine for the most part, there was a little awkwardness at times when everyone was a bit far gone and I was still in control in which I felt guilt and jealousy and pressure to name a few. I couldn't tell you why though, it also made me a little sad.
 
I was talking with someone who made me remember the times I was feeling a whole lot better about myself just to say you can have that again and I believed her, I still do but I know it will be hard to get over these obstacles and find those times again and be comfortable and contented.
 
I don't really feel any different after stopping the drink, my memory is still fucked and I still do stupid things so I can't really blame the drinking. I don't feel any better physically or mentally but I will persevere even though it's looking easy at the moment i know it will get harder. I should really change my diet which I think is the bigger problem (bigger being the operative word) but I am still in a bad place which means I can't see the point of any of this. Having said that there are things and people I wanna hang around for like friends (old and new) who I'm interested in knowing about and music, there's so much music, I really want my faith back. Someone has faith in me which made me feel so special I almost melted there and then but I think it's unfair that I don't have faith that I can offer in return. I believe in her and her ability but it's not faith and that makes me sad. I think if I can find my faith I may want to stay around for the long run.
 
She showed me that I need something to concentrate on and it has helped considerably. I now have my writing mojo back and I  find myself wanting to write more and more. Mostly it's not creative which is fine for now but at least I'm blogging more consistently. I feel quite inspired, who knows what I'll be able to come up with if I carry on feeling this.
 
I think this has been a more positive blog than most of late and that also makes me smile.
 
ttfn

Monday, 9 March 2009

The Lost Boy

The Lost Boy sits alone and watches
The Lost Boy is apart from the world
The Lost Boy he wants to get involved
The Lost Boy feels unwelcome, unloved

Who will notice him
and feed him the food
he needs - attention

The Lost Boy looks expectant
The Lost Boy will be let down

He has skills to offer
He has something to give
Who will give The Lost Boy a chance

The Lost Boy is fading
The Lost Boy grows weak

Will you see him in your circle
He's there if you look

The Lost Boy has always been there
He's been there from day one
The Lost Boy just wanted to fit in
But now The Lost Boy is gone

Just a quickie...

...I suppose, I'm about to go get my sister from the airport.

I felt awful this morning, I actually left work in tears but I came home and my friend had a chat with me online and I felt a whole heap better, we talked about my issues but also about poetry and lyrics and I've been inspired to write. I will post it when I've finished because I'm doing it by hand everything is a bit of a mess.

I hope this lighter feeling stays with me at least until I get through work tomorrow, I have the next two days off after that and will hopefully be able to grab some "me" time to work through my many and varied issues and maybe write some more as I feel I've been neglecting that side of me and it is the best way to release the stress and strains that have been building up way too much.

Friday, 6 March 2009

Little Lives

I have a little life so this isn't really a rant or I'm not having a go.

I spend a lot of time wondering this city which is absolutely fucking huge and I see a lot of people going about their business. I wonder what they do and where they go, I catch bits of conversation or the non verbals between friends and couples.

People seem to spend their days slowly shuffling through life talking about reality TV or the latest tragedy in the daily rag and they think it's important. It makes me feel sad that they don't have anything important in their lives or at least aren't prioritising them. They get so worked up over the trivialities of this modern life. I know one person who is very outspoken on her views and can't accept reasoned argument and takes it as a personal slight when you disagree with her. She's very righteous but is having an affair which is a bit hypocritical, I think.

Anyway, I understand people having a need to gossip which, I suppose, stems from genuine human curiosity. I'm not immune to it, I'll occasionally join in out of boredom or to defend someone who isn't there regardless of whether or not they're right because it's completely unfair. I don't like to get involved especially when it's petty. It sounds as if I only think people should talk about important world changing issues but it's not true I just want people to not get so heated when it comes to Jade Goody or Amy Winehouse or Ashley Cole and so on. I have nothing against the examples I just gave, in fact I'm a huge fan of Amy, I just don't want to listen to people spouting the rubbish they just read or misread in the Sun or Heat. I'm getting a bit heated myself here but it's because of the lack of knowledge, integrity, tact that many people seem to lack when it comes to commenting about celebrity or whatever it is they're so passionate and ill informed about not the actual subject matter.

What also saddens me is this crazy pursuit of money lots of people think is the answer to all their prayers, you need a better job so you can have lots of money and be happy - that's just bollocks. I want money to go and do things I like that you have to pay for however I need money to pay bills, stay warm and clean and fed everything else is extra. I'm liking my job less and less but it gives me what I need and a bit of what I want financially and I'm more than happy with the situation. "But mick don't you want a nice holiday or some cash for when you're older" no, not really, I have a basic pension for if I ever get to that age and as for holidays I had one 4 years ago and am still loving the memories. If I want to get away I can go to the coast which is quite a bit cheaper than 2 weeks in the med and for me at least just as refreshing, I live in London for fuck's sake if I can't getaway in this city where can I, failing that I can go hide in a book because books are awesome. I mean if I'm bored and skint I can go to a gallery or a museum or take a walk in the park or along the southbank, the bus is only a pound and you can get quite far from central London in one of those, gigs are free sometimes and you don't have to drink while there (I went out last night and stayed sober, I even moved my feet a little bit)

The sadness I have for the last 2 examples are not strong more like a mild annoyance (if you must, you must...) but this is what genuinely saddens me. 

There are people who get up in the morning and the go to work or the garden or something if they're retired and potter around aimlessly just getting by they might cook a meal or pay a bill and go to bed and have a sleep and I don't know if they know there is more out there and if they are happy or even realise they're sad. Do they think that's all there is or this is all I deserve. The people who work hard all their lives mostly for other people and for little or no reward and end up with nothing to show for it except worn fingers and tired eyes. They deserve a whole lot more than the people who think they're happy running around after money or fame or whatever. 

So, little lives are mostly bad, some in a you're a prick and you don't deserve it way and others in a you deserve so much more way the "wealth" isn't exactly equal here. I'd imagine some people are genuinely happy going about daily life just sitting there quite content and if they are that's good, that makes me smile. It's the ones that have that feeling and aren't sure what it is and it makes them sad or depressed, I think maybe it might be that they are yearning for more or something different, this gets to me so much it actually hurts to think about.

I have a little life but I've been slowly changing it. I go to gigs and galleries and museums. I take huge long fuck off walks. I read books outside my comfort zone. I like my opinions challenged by my friends. I am open to almost anything. I'm discovering that you don't necessarily need a drink to enjoy things. I'm remembering why I fell in love with music. I'm making new friends.

I'm spinning around...

Went out to see a band called Grovesnor last night at the Old Blue Last, they were rather good, soulful electro type stuff that makes you wanna move your feet my favourite tracks were Nightmoves and Drive Your Car.
 
It was quite crowded in there and I wasn't drinking so felt a lil awkward at first but got more in to it as the night wore on.
 
I was feeling quite happy but in contradiction to that I was also overcome with a huge wave of sadness and despair and I felt so lost. If I was on my own I would've left and not witnessed really cool music but I was with someone and was glad I stayed, it was worth it. I need to be feeling more happy than sad and going to gigs like this is part of that but I really had to fight the tears from coming and I couldn't breath it hurt so much.but I had support so I was OK.
 
I've been bouncing between happy and sad quite frequently recently and like I've said before it's driving me up the wall. I've had a lot to smile about over the last few weeks but also lots to feel down about and I'm really trying hard not to let the sad things get to me. I feel like I'm trapped in a whirlwind and can't get a fixed grip on solid ground.

Sometimes I feel a little melodramatic and hammy (you know. the old "woe is me" nonsense) because it does sound silly a lot of the time and people do get pissed off with it, I don't mean to portray myself that way I'm just not that great at getting the message across. I notice myself doing it and it's quite frustrating. 

All I want is for people to understand who I am and how I'm feeling and to not judge me for it, but people think I'm after sympathy and pity, I'm not but I'm also not looking for harsh "that's life responses" I've been tolfd by more than one person "why don't you just end it then" which I thought was a bit OTT, especially as one was a close relative that kind of cut a little bit.

gotta go that whirlwind is gonna yoink me away in a minute/

Sunday, 1 March 2009

wondering if there's someone watching him through a window
so there's this girl who sits by the window and whispers. i can see her breath against the glass and it hurts to watch. she has her knees drawn up under her chin and tears in her eyes. her heart is screaming out ready to burst through its cage. i can't see out the window, through the grey dense fog that seems to want to feast on her soul and she's breaking and i'm helpless like i'm behind my own window. i want to break the glass between us and take her in to my world but i don't, i just watch impotently with tears in my own.

Wednesday, 25 February 2009

catch up

I've been listening to a lot of hip hop recently. I think it's because the usual stuff I listen to isn't helping my low mood.
 
I saw an old friend when I went for a walk yesterday and It was really great to see her again.
 
Last night I was so tired I tried to have a conversation with my voicemail and slept a long time but really badly.
 
Today I cried when reading about David Cameron's Son.
 
Am going out to Death Disco tonight should be fun and apparently a certain Scottish band are playing too, how cool would that be.
 
I think I had a row but can't be sure.
 
I'm out tonight, tomorrow, Friday and Saturday I'm gonna be so fucked by the end of this week not to mention poor

Tuesday, 24 February 2009

First Love

Things appear to be looking up!

I'll obviously need to work at it but I do have an urge to take part in your world. My friend is back in Blighty and I got to see her but not a chance to catch up. I've been making new friends quite quickly and it seems to be easy, on the surface at least, I actually have to try very hard and sometimes it's not worth it.

Sometimes I feel like it's just something to pass the time until you die but since figuring out why I've been feeling crappy recently I feel like it's worth it.

My friend and I held hands walking down the street today and it was so comfortable. I'd forgotten what it was like to touch someone like that, it was nice and natural I wonder if they thought so too. For me touch is quite important, it makes the connection more real. A friend recently jumped on me after not having seen them for a while and it was amazing it compounded the fact she missed me which I may not have believed if she'd have said it from across the room. Without sounding too creepy it's really very nice when I can smell the other person it's an amazing sensation as is the tight grip of a hug or the brush of lips on cheeks. In all honesty it makes me feel loved.

Someone in my life has the potential to make things change for the good and I'm wondering how that will pan out. I'm just wondering how long it will take for me to sabotage it.

tafn