So today one event lead to a feeling that should not be connected with it in any way shape or form. I went to a 4-H animal sale and realized that I'm more lonely then I let myself think I am. So how is the selling of live animals related to me feeling sorry for myself you might ask...well for that we must go on a magical journey full of wonder and amazement...well not really.
I was out to get a pig for my father and for some reason seeing all the high school country kids made me think back to my own high school experience (if you can avoid doing this take my advice and do such). High school was easy for me. I had a truck and girls liked the truck so overall high school worked. Now I'm some guy who thinks that making raspberry jam with his mother sounds like a killer way to spend a Friday night. What comes after this... I haven't "dated" in a while and my shitty attempts have never turned out well.
I guess I could always just make jam for a living.
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We could make jam together....ahahaha.
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