Something's wrong...
I feel like I've not been a good friend to people lately. Like my friendship with people is slipping away. Ironically, the only thing I can think to do to solve this, is to run away from the problems in front of me, and think that everything will be better when I return.
I think I used to be a much better friend to people, but now I feel like I have nothing to offer anyone. There are so many people that I haven't even talked to lately. People that have even slipped away because of my lack to post in this journal.
It just gets so hard to keep in touch with everyone that I don't know what to do. I mean, how am I supposed to give everyone my undivided attention?
(Insert witty comment here.)
I used to have the time to hang out with everyone, and see everyone, and make sure everyone's lives were going good, and if not, talk to them about it and see if there was anything I could do to help.
Now, I only have time to sleep, and worry about cleaning my house. And, that's no way to live. I think that is where I get my desire to go on some random raod trip, or fly somewhere that I don't have any friends and figure out how I'm going to survive. I miss my fight or flight instincts. I feel like I'm decaying and need to have something planted in me, so that at least it can thrive and grow, because, there's nothing left of me, but fertilizer to help something else become good in this world.
All I can think about when I talk about this is fight club, and how I feel like what I'm doing is a waste of time, and I wish I could be a part of something bigger, or mostly, wishing I could create something bigger. Enough of my rambling. Everyone have a good night.
I think I used to be a much better friend to people, but now I feel like I have nothing to offer anyone. There are so many people that I haven't even talked to lately. People that have even slipped away because of my lack to post in this journal.
It just gets so hard to keep in touch with everyone that I don't know what to do. I mean, how am I supposed to give everyone my undivided attention?
(Insert witty comment here.)
I used to have the time to hang out with everyone, and see everyone, and make sure everyone's lives were going good, and if not, talk to them about it and see if there was anything I could do to help.
Now, I only have time to sleep, and worry about cleaning my house. And, that's no way to live. I think that is where I get my desire to go on some random raod trip, or fly somewhere that I don't have any friends and figure out how I'm going to survive. I miss my fight or flight instincts. I feel like I'm decaying and need to have something planted in me, so that at least it can thrive and grow, because, there's nothing left of me, but fertilizer to help something else become good in this world.
All I can think about when I talk about this is fight club, and how I feel like what I'm doing is a waste of time, and I wish I could be a part of something bigger, or mostly, wishing I could create something bigger. Enough of my rambling. Everyone have a good night.