My house seems hella dark. I think we blew a fuse. Every room besides mine and the family room seems unusually dim. Little details like that give everything a whole new vibe. I’m not really sure if I’m vibing this new vibe. A few new ones have actually turned up recently, but I haven’t really thought of them enough to analyze any of it. It’s all sort of just been pushed to the back of my head. All I really need is time for myself, time to think, and time with my girls. The only guy that I can really vent to these days is Victor, and he knows wsup. Change is constant in my life, and I’m sort of just sitting back and watching things happen to see what remains the same.
It’s true, I like to shake things up a little. I’m taking things in stride: less complicated, yes, but the boredom ensues. I feel like I’m just toying with this and that; it’s just some pass time. They’re just phases and those things die down. I don’t fuck with sucker hands. The suckers just love to try to fuck with me.
I don’t play a game I know I won’t win. I’ll win either way you look at it, whether you like it or not. If you played by my rules you could have a little taste of victory too. But you’d have to play your cards right. The Queen of Hearts has a stacked hand, no poker face required.
You don’t want to lose, do you? Marinate on that.
On a final note, I’ve come to realize a certain appreciation for my last name. I love it. I love it I love it. When I get married, I’ll be keeping my last name just the way it is, I’ve decided.
