4 shizle

With very little sleep due to watching more Dollhouse episodes than planned last night, I drove into Sydney Domestic Airport. There, I found some really awful coffee along with two Wollongong residents returning home from their Melbourne holiday.

So, I took them home and watched more Dollhouse.

I just seem to have no reason to get working on a resume or a portfolio or any job hunting.

I've just got nothing to look towards. No one to answer for and no responsibilities. Getting a Job now will start me on the path to a mortgage and later, a prison of discontentment. How many days can I survive without having to face being locked in a prison of my own making? Not many.

Fruit of the Moment: Secret Coconut