lost in something…

by Valli

This is hard, there are so many things I want to say but I’m afraid to type them up here. Too many damn prying eyes all around. I can’t use the word bored anymore. There must be another word that means the same but has a more tragic feeling to it.

Right about now I’d kill for like walls, walls that I could sit in. No, I’d kill for a conference call or a meeting, some sort of busy work. But I can’t think of anything. I could email someone for more information but that doesn’t require me to actually do anything, it only takes a second to send an email. I need something that’ll eat up hours and hours of time.

What can ya do? How could I have known that it was going to be this way? I saw the good from the outside. I didn’t get to see all the players and how they interacted. No one ever gets to see that before they’re hired. The truth is, I needed more money so that I could breathe financially speaking. And now that I have that, I need to be able to breathe creatively.

I really, really, really, hope that the people at NASCAR.COM will be open to my NASCAR Year idea.