I don’t even know what to say about it. 2.5 hours until work. I’m capable of exerting the effort that I have been exerting at work and probably more-so really without regard or reward beyond pay checks. The directionless waste of time of working in a grocery store? Where does it end? What is my future? Will I ever not be alone?.. none of these things matter… it’s just the way it is. I’m an adult and I simply just have to do this ■■■■ for a while. It is enjoyable… the process of learning about my departments operations and then finding my own way to get it all done is a challenge that is a reward in itself… as by the end of it it’ll be one of those things on the list of ■■■■ that I know I can do.
I’m giving up on sex, romance, and women… I’m just going to go with the approach that if I do good for myself and need nothing from someone else… some girl will get drawn into it eventually… and I won’t have to do a thing but be patient.
Nesting goes beyond the house… having an adequate clean living environment is a mandate for me by default… I know it’s an attractive facet of for a person… but I can go beyond that… and make myself a part of that nest as well. Probably should have started there. Comforting, patient… understanding… I already am those things for the most part. What needs to go is the need itself. When women get in close and they see how serious I am… they seem put off. It takes a certain type of girl to understand my thrills of mind and the homebody life… my enjoyment of reviewing the dissatisfaction and dysfunction in the world and it’s people… I can imagine better… but I don’t have nor want any power to do anything about it… aside from get a country plot and throw an aluminum shed on it… so that I might escape the noise and irrationality of the world (and it’s people).
Somber ■■■■■■■■… another early morning rant. 1 more shift and it’s my weekend. Maybe if I do it… maybe if I jsut regard myself as alone for the rest of my life long enough then I’ll become genuinely entertained by the simple things once more. Sounds dramatic but it might be what has to be done.
