The Feeling...

I'm getting bored. I'm getting bored with life, the people around me, the things that I normally take great pleasure in (with the exception of sex, that is my only saving grace...), all of it is starting to get...well, dull. It starting to look like I need a change of pace, a change of scenery even, and I know that the little getaway I have planned with Aimee ain't going to be enough. These four beige walls are starting to close in a little bit. It ain't too bad at the moment, but with all things considered...

I'm starting to feel like how I was when I first started this blog over a year ago, all down trodden and weary. Weary, what a word to put up. I feel old again, as old as the trees that line my road. One of the guys from the hostel, not sure who, I was pretty bladdered by that point, said to me that all I needed was a pipe and a pair of slippers and I'll be sorted. Yeah, like I want to make a career in armchair relaxing and a spot of tea and crumpets on a Thursday afternoon. I need the inspiration to feel young again. Damn, I'm twenty one next week, and I feel ready to pick out my favourite coffin! Hell, maybe I just need a kick in the backside or something. If only I could find that spark to light my life up again, maybe that could be the thing that I need. Who knows. I am told that I will get my life on course, and I hope that I do, but this journey has taken it's toll on me to no end. I still keep going, pushing as hard as I can, yet I do it without that old edge I used to have a long time ago.

Maybe I'll figure it out, but for now, I need to get something going. God knows what though. Any ideas people?