My Feet hurt, but im happy

Today I started at my new job. On my feet pretty much from 8am to 4pm, my feet hurt and im feeling farily tired, but I couldnt be happier...

No, im not a sicko who gets off on that sort of things, just follow along...

Back in December and Into January, I watched pretty much everything that I was used to fall apart. I had steady work since I was 16, and went to college straight out of high school, and in what seemed like an instant, it all went away.

No job, no college, no NOTHING.

It really felt as if I was driving down a straight stretch of open desert just after leaving Las Vegas. A whole lot of nothing around. I was down, many people will tell you that fact. It was just really hard getting up and getting going for absolutely nothing.

Someone once said, A Change will do you good. It took me about 4 months to realize just how good a change did do me. (giggity)

I got to be able to live a dream, and play in a band. I have been able to support myself when all the odds are stacked against me. I really found out who was there for me and who could be left behind. I really have learned more about myself in the past 4 months than I have learned about myself in the past 4 years.

Its taken me a bit to not be angry at how things have happened lately. I had all the reasons to bitch and complain about things, and I know I did a few times, and I did have a few down spots, but we as human beings are prone to experience those things.

I know this blog is kinda jumping around right now but these are how things are entering my mind.

I have some staind playing right now, drinking a Dr. Pepper Cherry and knowing that things are starting to look up for ol yaz.

And for that, I am happy.

Until Next Time
-Yaz