destructive me-interesting disaster

I am frantically running the preliminaries on both receiving my birth certificate and my college degree. Time is of the essence since I have an interview in Atlanta next week. Not only am I working on these seemingly easy tasks, I am studying for the Rules of the Road test to receive a driver’s license or at least take the test THIS week, I cannot absorb ANYTHING. And before any of you start judging the situation…WTF, she’s thirty why doesn’t she have her license? Loser. Well, She’s lived in Downtown Chicago her whole life and always, walked it, bussed it or cabbed it where ever she went, even the suburbs. We are very self- contained that way. Plus I know for a fact there are a lot of you out there who still drive like your 16 or 116. There are an enormously absorbanent amount of terrible drivers out there. I, for one, may be included in that equation, but only for a couple of months. Either way I need all these tiny details in line in order to move to my next phase—finding work and life ELSEWHERE. Nothing is working out as planned, of course. The universe always has her wicked little hands on all the machinery of this shit machine we call life— wouldn’t be any fun without it, right? I mean the fates somehow have to enjoy themselves, I just wish it wasn’t always at our expense.

Now if you believe in the whole law of attraction thing…is it my fear that’s causing the mishaps and fumbles? Admittedly I am going in quite half-assed, I fear that I am not as Johnny-On-The-Ball as I could be. There were a lot of manageable tasks that could have been tackled last week when I got back home from Columbus, but there was this laziness about how I handled everything when I came back, it was “Destructive Me” wielding her bat trying to sabotage all my hard effort with self-doubt and denial, she fucking sucks.

I should write about her she is an interesting disaster I kind of think she would look a little like this…

~ by Timbre on March 10, 2008.