Not great, but good.
Not bad, but okay.
Someone remarked to me recently, "CQ, you haven't changed one bit!" (in a negative sense)
"You keep putting yourself out there, but you're still saying the same things over and over again."
And she's right. I do put myself out there. I proudly declare I'm a wear-my-heart-on-my-sleeve kind of guy and that gets me into trouble. Or heartbreak. More trouble for me.
In fact, I'm starting to worry for my friends and that my exploits are taking their toll on them too. It's only so many times that a boy can cry wolf.
So what's my excuse? (Note to self: try to avoid using so as a transitional device, it's so lazy.)
It's just me, I guess?
No comments:
Post a Comment