auld lang syne

we all are miserable.
talking to a friend over turkey rachel's the other day, i determined that whatever misery we have, we create. but create it, we do.

either you doing what you love and can't pay the bills or working so hard to pay the bills you never see anyone you love. or you are paying the bills doing what you love, but you no longer love it because it's your job.

misery.
it's fucking beautiful

what misery do i create?
i think that my blog pretty clearly explains that.
merry christmas.
go make some misery.