“What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode”—Langston Hughes, Dream Deferred
Why do I keep drinking?..Especially since I know that at some point during the alcoholic festivities someone is gonna annoy the fuck out of me. I started drinking really late, age 19, and here I am a year and some change later and the idea of being drunk, or drinking with friends has completely lost its awe. I agree to drink with my friends now moreso to get them off my back for not wanting too, rather than because I actually want to. Hmm….maybe I just need a change of scenery?
P.S. All this being said, I’m on my way out the door to go drink with friends.
I’m sick of being slightly scared of what I post, as to not disturb the few followers I have. Caution!!!! Its Better If You Don’t Understand. Expect to be confuse. Expect to say “WTF”. But also expect the truth as I see it. My blog is called “Thoughts In the Minor”, I’m only giving you guys a taste, and appetizer if you will, of my thoughts. If this fraction of me is too much, if Tray in the Minor is too much, you’ll never understand me on a Major level.