Location: My office
Mood: Philosophically Contemplative
Listening to: The endless whining & moaning from the bitches around here
Drinking: English Tea
Eating: Imaginary scones with strawberry jam
Talking: To myself in a British accent
Wondering: What else can go wrong on this horrid day
Druming: My fingers on the oak desk
Thinking: Perhaps I shall become a murderer by the end of this day
Feeling: Aristocratically and surreptitiously insane
Waiting: To leave it all behind
Reading: Between the lies
Wanting: Desperatley, to be a squa-jillionaire
Craving: My beloved chocolate
Saying: It's only a matter of time
This is officially my 10th week of chocolatelessness. I would like to say that it was worth it, and that everyone should try it. Unfortunately the only good thing to come out of it all was that I got to save some money. Other than that, it was a total and complete waste of time. Lack of chocolate just breeds misery, especially when you’re surrounded by or come into contact with more than your fair share of assholes. And when one is miserable, one tends to overcompensate in other areas…like unnecessary carbo loading. So in reality, you’re not healthier because your body needs a certain amount sugar and will do whatever it takes to get that sugar, whether it’s from chocolate or starch. Moderation is key I guess.
It's been a monstrous and trying 3 weeks, I can't even begin to explain. I'm sure this is what some part of hell looks like. But I'm more determined than ever to get to where I need to be. At the moment though, I feel like I need to get away from my reality. It's driving me nuts. I'm tired, jaded, weary, fatigued, depleted, exhausted...I need some fresh air, literally and figuratively speaking.
Johnny Depp said it best "Money doesn't buy you happiness. But it buys you a big enough yacht to sail right up to it".