NewYork (i luv u-but your bringin me down)

I Cant get Started

this blog is written while listening to 'The Wolves(act 1 and 2)'
(so maybe throw that little ditty on if your gonna venture into this reading- ill even supply a link to it- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9lrVZdaluk )

its also very late, and ive just come home from a perfect week in NewYork, so bare in mind that everything to come may very well be the 'comedown' from a week of some form of ecstacy(and thats a metaphor)

it just completely sucks to be home.
what am i doing with myself, i found a song i wrote and recorded like two years ago and its about feeling exactly how i feel now, i feel like im going nowhere(and i know i should vanquish these feelings with positive ones- but tonight i just feel miserable and kinda weirdly like i wanna feel it,i basically wanna have a moan, ireland just seems like this big rutt, the thoughts of getting a job here(which i have to do) just seem so depressing

with not working though i kinda feel like ive taken myself outof the world a little, everyone around me is in it..

give me something to sing about

i thought id have figured it at least partially out by now. im just older.

dont get me wrong, im in the best place ive ever been people wise, i wouldnt trade the people i have now for the world, career wise though isnt that shit all meant to just fall in to place at some stage?

lifewise like, ireland just isnt motivating, its a grey place.

i need to get started

'The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose'
- Richard Leider