idealogical fix

sometimes I get quiet annoyed with myself...for not being able to think beyond my sphere of activity or reality. I do know that there is so much more around...but somehow I am constricted by my mind to only so freely roam in my realm.

I think I'm stuck with the ideological fix of just my life.

I do honestly try to venture out....but strangely...i cant seem to shake the pain or the utter dislike of my very amusing situation.

Heartman cant help here...he tries so hard.

When it is work that defines you... your mind stereotypes.

I'm tired of these 9-5 games.

I want to believe I am capable of more and happy at that. I want to believe that what I think that defines is an an obstacle...not a path to happiness.

But this is a drug...you swallow every Sunday night...and whose effects only being to wear off Friday night.

happiness is such a fleeting horizon.

I'm glad for the few constants.