Out of Control
I've been going through a really weird time in my life the past couple weeks. I am constantly changing. I can't decide on anything. Last night, for example. Charlotte and I got home from The Producers (which was enjoyable and made me forget about certain people who are complete assholes) and I told her I had to go to bed, so could she and Ali please try to keep it down while watching their tape of the O.C. That's all fine. So I was getting ready for bed, and all of a sudden, I had this overpowering urge to make bacon. So at 12:30 in the morning, instead of sleeping like I had wanted to do five minutes prior, I'm standing in the kitchen in my underwear frying bacon. I wasn't even hungry.
I have this feeling that I am not in control of these urges. They happen to me and I have to satisfy them. Some of the urges are a little more detrimental to me than the bacon incident, like spending huge amounts of money on a halloween costume that I'll only wear once, or getting drunk on a monday afternoon.
I have this feeling that I am not in control of these urges. They happen to me and I have to satisfy them. Some of the urges are a little more detrimental to me than the bacon incident, like spending huge amounts of money on a halloween costume that I'll only wear once, or getting drunk on a monday afternoon.