It's just after 10pm. I've drank 3 glasses of wine and I still have an unopened bottle just waiting to be uncorked. But you know what? It will remain uncorked until Thanksgiving probably. Everyone is asleep but me. I have no one to talk to. And I'm bored. I don't drink like I used to. Man I could drink. But now I have...
What does it mean to be content? Satisfied? Are these supposed to be temporary emotions? How do people sit still with their everyday lives and just be ok with it? What's wrong with me? I need more. I need excitement, adventure. What am I supposed to do?
