It’s Sunday night… Monday morning, 12:24 am… I live above a bar. Not just any bar, a bar where everyone is full of joy all the damn time, even when they are being snooty to one another.

Them being gay isn’t the issue… The music, it’s typical weekend.. “I’m new” to the club, music; so it’s all loud and happy. Mindless joyful background noise while you drink and get your kicks and kinks out. It makes me think of tiny gumdrop people, bouncing around candy land and huffing helium while taking off on a acid trip.

I end my vacation when I arrive at work this morning at 8am, I’ll be up at 5 to shower. This was not an eventful weekend, in fact it was chill and boring but I’m still sore as fuck.

On the brighter side of my staycation, I made 600$ on some crypto. That will make up for the overtime I didn’t work this weekend. I’m rambling now….

I’m only writing to put myself to sleep.

My neighbor E’ is really sweet and chatty, that’s good for me. Maybe I’ll break out of my shell again and not be so shy… Umm, reserved. I try to write often and more about what’s on my mind at any one time and less about frustrations but those things happen. I don’t talk much or to many people… It’s safer for me and my imagination.

But the search for something or someone continues that may be easy on my mind and eyes. I deserve a pleasant distraction a faithful companion 😉

Take care world 🌍.