Today is the First Day

 

So.... i'm sitting on a most likely dirty bed... in a cheap poorly decorated hotel... my legs itch... the room is a scattered mess... i have no real plans for the day... i'm naked and hungry.... i'm in need of a haircut and I am constantly thinking of a pretty girl who by the way, is also constantly thinking about herself too....

How in Hotep did I get here? And what (praise white santa) should I do about it....

While there are lots of negative things I could justifiably do about my situation, I have decided that today, is the first day of the rest of my life.... Today, is the first day of my new beginning. Today, is the first damn day of shit getting better.... It must be... and so it is...

The first thing I need to do on this the first day, is workout.... but what was that? I have only one outfit and a pair of dress shoes you say? Great observation... however imma use what I have to do what needs to be done.... So yes, I am about to shower, put on THE outfit, put on my dress shoes, hit the damn treadmill, and make myself semi-proud....

After that, I'll look for a job... look for affordable housing... and continue to scheme, plan and plot on my real-estate / camper van goals....

Peacock Out -