Another wakeful night here in Hamilton....I'm looking very forward to baseball season, but otherwise I'm a little depressed tonight. Gotta love rapid cycling.....it just doesn't seem like I really have anything interesting in my life. I play with the computer, clean my house, and smoke cigarettes. It's not much. I guess I could get a new hobby or something, but it all seems so meaningless and empty. There's got to be more to life than this. I'm 31 years old, and I guess I expected....not sure what I expected, actually. I knew life as a madwoman wouldn't be easy, but I never anticipated the monotony and isolation I'm currently living with. I'd like to just pack up and leave my whole life behind sometimes.....
"Listen up now honey, you're gonna be sorry
Can't get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame no money I'm nobody
The way I'm running has sure got me down
On my knees.
But next stop, Vegas please."
The musings of a crazy lady from Hamilton, Ohio. "Madwoman in the attic" is a reference to the book "Jane Eyre," and our world where we try to silence and "lock away" the mentally ill.
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