Earlier, one full circle led to to another and the WONDERFUL realization that I am almost exactly where I was almost exactly a year ago. Yeah, I felt like freaking out. BIG TIME. I had done nothing to move past that. I’m still in the same fucking cube even with all my careful maneuverings and tactics. Kinda makes you ask what the fuck I did with 365 days. I get it, okay? I screwed up big time. I (kinda) know what to do now. I’ve got my head in the game and my eye on the ball. The Intervention was necessary evil because even when it’s being screamed in my ear, nothing strikes fear and realization into your heart more than that tiny voice in your head that says, “Oh, shit.”
Being back here is the world’s way of telling me I could re-do the year, but it’d end up ALL THE SAME. Fine. I got sidetracked and screwed up my priorities. People make mistakes, okay? Some just make them for a year (or six) and not see it until .. well .. until they do. I didn’t know life was gonna give me a Mulligan. Had I known, perhaps I would have done things differently. That’s my mistake then. Because whatever it was that I did during that do-over year, it’s just led me back to where I was a year ago. Not quite me, definitely not a we, facing a birthday party, and the fucking holidays.
*throws year in trash, sets fire*
FUCK THIS SHIT.
So so what?
I’m still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don’t need you
And guess what
I’m having more fun
And now that we’re done
I’m gonna show you tonight
I’m alright, I’m just fine
And you’re a tool
So so what?
I am a rockstar
I got my rock moves
And I don’t want you tonight
ROCK ON, BABY.
