Cotton Candy & Adrenaline

I could share with you how I’ve been really cranky. Or how I feel super anxious. Or how I feel utterly stuck in the San Gabriel Valley. But I’m over it, I’m not doing myself any good feeling sorry for myself.

However when I was feeling down I drew this:

And I think that being in a circus could be exciting. I have a feeling I would get a lot more exercise in a circus… versus being in a cubicle 8 hours a day. I could wear really fun outfits… I could guess people’s weight. Possibly jump through actual hoops. I could learn to throw knives, and even walk a tightrope… (which I technically do in an office setting all day anyways… just in a Circus, I think it’s more literal.) Professional Eric does not approve of my circus dream. I think this is because it does not involve computers or mass emails…

I just realized I’m not really good at being down for long. Next time I’m feeling kind of bummed I’m just going to think of riding an elephant in a bedazzled outfit,  while eating cotton candy… or listen to the Cure.


6 thoughts on “Cotton Candy & Adrenaline

  1. I guess the upsides to working in a cubicle are: (1) Not falling to death after attempting to walk a tightrope and (2) Not getting squirted in the face by a rogue clown and (3) Not getting eaten by a lion fed up with his center stage act.

    1. This is true. I would hate to be eaten by a lion in the middle of the show. Also, clown squirtage sounds absolutely disgusting… I guess I have to get approval to work in my cubicle in that sparkly leotard then…

  2. If you’re about to be eaten by a lion the best thing to do is to scoop up a pile of poo and throw it in his face. “Ah but….” I hear you cry, “what if there is no poo?” There will be my friend, there will be.

Leave a Reply to bonesdiary Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s