Why do we humans seem to have this need to put down our thoughts? Not all homo sapiens you say? Anyways, I do. My heart tells me it'll be kind of therapeutic. So hear goes, Detavil's thoughts and opinions in print (yeah whatever, on screen)....
A bit about myself; i'm 33, an easy going fellow, married with two kids and work in a good bank. That's what you see on the outside. On the inside however, I hate my job and want so much more from life than i'm presently getting. Guess we'll get to know these things as time goes on, and you get to know me.
Work today has been 'just there'. Not achieving much and so much pressure to deliver. I think I stepped into shoes bigger than I could fit into. Where am I going to find business and transactions and customers???? Need divine intervention.
Speaking of which, my transgressions are likely the reason why i'm not getting lucky (read blessed) with much these days. Need to clean up my act and stop succumbing.
my thoughts come faster than I can type, wish i could just think and have the words appear on the screen.
I'm hungry and I think this is quite enough for a first attempt, i'm still shy (lol). Just my opinion....
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