Monday, September 7, 2009

To rant randomely

A little something I wrote earlier this summer. My mood tonight is very similar. Enjoy, or not.

To prattle away with words. Spin them around, throw them out there, no matter their cause or effect.

What's on my mind? Cigarettes, pretty much every waking second, yes, oh and forget about sleeping, I roll, I scratch, I ache. It sucks.

Anything else? Whiny children driving me a bit daft. No escape.

Bored of social media. A lot of talk about not a much at all.

Fuck these cravings, fuck this mood I am in. Yes if I were to give in, just a quick fag, whammo, improved mood. But, no, fight it off. Be strong.

Drink coffee, type through it. Focus? Not with how this feels. A type and run. Poof!

There dear old blog. A random rant, spurred on by want for smoke, for want of relief. More, later, maybe.


  1. i can feel your pain right thru the screen! nothing else would do in this situation for TRUE relief, and we all fucking know it. It can only get better, pal...unless it gets worse. By the way , sir, check out my blog at listed under my name or the national affairs desk...I hope all is well!

  2. Thanks, the cravings aren't nearly as bad as they were when I first wrote the post. It's been a coupla months now since I quit. I still have my moments, but I am pretty much in the clear now.

    I will be sure to check out your blog.