Angst
What is this journal to me? Am I taking myself seriously?
Last night I had another creative anxiety attack, as I like to call them. I had so much rushing into my head and my body felt like it was going to explode. It's frankly, kind of annoying and sad. I want to accomplish so much but time doesn't seem to be on my side, so I work myself up into a mess because I can't prioritize what needs to be done first. In an attempt to do everything at once, I got nothing done - why are cliches always right? ALWAYS.
I'm starting up a wordpress blog, or, at least I'm reserving a space. Is my LJ just for me or can my WordPress bring legitimacy to my thoughts? What does it mean to be legitimate?
Ugh.
Last night I had another creative anxiety attack, as I like to call them. I had so much rushing into my head and my body felt like it was going to explode. It's frankly, kind of annoying and sad. I want to accomplish so much but time doesn't seem to be on my side, so I work myself up into a mess because I can't prioritize what needs to be done first. In an attempt to do everything at once, I got nothing done - why are cliches always right? ALWAYS.
I'm starting up a wordpress blog, or, at least I'm reserving a space. Is my LJ just for me or can my WordPress bring legitimacy to my thoughts? What does it mean to be legitimate?
Ugh.