Moderet concerns of happiness.

There could be times that I really need to let go. Let go of the past and look to the future. And see the world in new light. Forgive me for being so coy, but there are days in my life that seem void, void of the simplest of control, thought and longing for something more. This year will maybe be a breaking point in my life. When things that have been left undone, and purely forgotten, have maybe been give an a new lease of life. This is what this blog is going to be, my bare witness for something more in life.

Today started of by dragging myself out of bed, and into the bathroom (for some cold refreshment to old mug). The kitchen is my humble friend in the early hours of the morning, with coffee for drinking and the odd cereal for eating. Turned on the radio to listen what news of the night had brought to the man sitting by a microphone in Oslo. Mitt Romney had won the Michigan primary. Fucking great, another religious fucker to get the thumbs up. Mormon asshat! Don't know what to expect from this election, I just hope there is light at the end of the tunnel. Not looking forward to the world being raped for another 8 years.

The walk to work was music-less today, sometimes the sound of the city wakening up is peaceful and overwhelmingly powerful. Today was like may other days at work. Random chit-chat with guys at work, in between the mass production of hydro phonic cables. Today was somewhat different, we where slowly running out of work. W00t?...you might yell. Understaft at the other end of production. After lunch me, J and Y where put to work packing a container full our glorious cables. 120 non-the less. The smell of fresh air with the salty smell of the sea, made me really contempt with the job in hand. Working in the rain was not a big deal, either, it only made it feel like home, and the time I was working in on the barren lands of BHFS. The constant stop and think work policy from "J" was a constant bother. The guy is a moron. As the job got evermore straining and tiresome, getting are gloves soaked from all the rain, warm coffee was a welcome friend. After work the long hall to buy waccume (?) bags in town, was mildly boring and cold. When I got home a long hot shower was orgasmic, well almost. Fell face first onto my bed. Slept for 2 hours.

There is been something taunting my mood lately. Always under the weather. Depressed, maybe...no. Life is looking good. But, I'm not contempt. My heart beats to another rhythm, and someone to dance with.