Just One Of Those Days

You just one of those days when you feel like throwing in the towel? Tired of bad news, tired of flakey people, tired of the bs that is everyday life? Its those in between hours that Rilke wrote about when reality smacks you upside your head, some people drown themselves in alcohol, others decide drugs...addictions but some are addicted to nothing and by nothing I mean the endless hours of absolutely nothing, the comings and goings of our life, the way we countdown the hours til Friday so we can party and be fabulous.....nice huh? The greater tragedies of life doesn't exsist nuclear showdown with North Korea, whatever, war in Iraq who cares its been a few years its old news, school shootings it happens, who can care about these issues when damnnit I gotta find great shoes...hundreds of thousands dead in Africa.....I'll never met them....its makes a writer think why the hell I'm doing this.
I think I know why I spend more time alone why I come up with excuses for not wanting to go out.....why I tell friends I can't met up...I can't be bothered by it anymore, the mindless hours of what? drinking and dancing? meeting girls who if I do date them I'll regret it later cause they're not the sharpest knife in the drawer....I met someone today who when I asked about their views on whats going on in the world, she replied by saying she can't believe Britney had another baby, when I asked about Sudan she actually said "Is that the new club in the Meatpacking District?" Yeah it is....at 10o'clock in the big bad city I wish I had an adddiction instead I have to make do with something someone gave to me a long time ago, Susie you're right I'll find my strength in solitude....its been 8 years since you gave me that birthday card and I still carry it in my bag everywhere I go....