Onto a new day or such.

A long workweek coming to an end. Covered in projects with no end in site. The continuation of mindless work extends outward. Good news yesterday is over. Opportunity for today to shine still exists.

Need to start playing the lottery. It seems to truly be all about luck. Losing my buck or two is not outside the range of usual and hell who knows.

We are were we choose to be. That seems so odd to me that I have chosen to be here. I can no longer even try blame my state on outside substances, nope this state is all mine.

So one will take this Friday and step forward once again into the doldrums of more of the same with the hope that an opportunity falls in my path.

Lazy slugs always looking for the way out. Instead of me trying to change the path which I do not have the enthusiasm or energy for I will continue in my own world that I have created. A long weekend only highlighting my solitude.