P.W.D.S.
...I've a self diagnosed case of P.W.D.S.
[post weekend depression syndrome].
After such a weekend of friends and good times and house hunting and sushi and music and enjoyment and movies
....I've been really depressed today. very pessomistic. don't really want to do anything. down right BLAH. and/or slightly discombobulated. I don't know what I want. but I don't want to make a wrong choice.
I am tired.
but do I want to try and hang on for the journey ahead?
or do I want to take a left down easy street at the next intersection?
what I took for a step ahead. might just as much been a step no where.
I have no idea.
This haze is blinding.
Reaching. Grasping for what I can reach to help me on the way to happiness.
*snork*
what is happiness?
....HAPPINESS. is what YOU make it.
and this is what I have made it......happiness. would be being understood.
Hardly anyone understands.
So many just pass it off as 'oh that's just how heather is'.....and I"ll admit it. I do the same to many of my friends. that's just how they are and I love them for the way they are...I don't understand them. but appricate them for who they are. But just once.
I want some one to understand where I'm coming from.
That's how this all started.
I relate.
I feel the same emotions.
I think the same thoughts.
I connect.
I understand.
therefore. I assume that it would be returned. which is really stupid of me. but that's how my brain seems to be working as of late. but yeah.
I guess I"ll just live. and see where life takes me. anyway.
I've got ADD real bad right now and can't concentrate on this any more.
goo night. <3