Nope it's not the itch you're all expecting me to talk about. No, you can clear that itch up by shaving your privates and soaking in a hot bath of oatmeal. This is more of a soul itch and it's not going anywhere.
Why are so many people around me frantically looking to settle down, to be in a relationship, to chain themselves into a 30 year mortgage??? Frantic isn't exaggerating it either. 99 percent of Richmond is brainwashed with the same life plan. Admit it RVA.
Doesn't anyone have that itch? That urge to just get the hell out of here and go? The urge to be free and completely untethered? I'm not just talking about you twenty-somethings, I'm talking to you Mr. Midlife and also to you Ms. Forty something divorcee. What's wrong you with all you people!!?
I'm done with all this programmed crap about growing up and planning for a future. This is my god damn future and my life and the next person who tries to lecture me is getting a fist salad with a spit-in-the-face dressing.
I'm not going to add another debt to my life and that includes both monetary and emotional debts. No more credit cards, no more friends who contribute nothing to my existence and no soul-sucking relationships where I have to endure crap in exchange for sex.
I forgot why I started this blog for awhile... Now I remember. The wanderlust, the anger, the desire that I had is back and it's going to make for a better blogger. Although I'll probably still talk about anal sex a lot, because who am I kidding? Anal sex is the tops!