Stream of thoughts, set to (digital) paper.
Lately there have been a sporadic stream of doubts and second-guessing pouring through my mind-state. With no real specific reasoning or topic behind them, there's been only one constant to any of it. There has been the phrase, "...sure, I know I *can* do [it], but do I want to?"
These thoughts have spanned from everything regarding school to career and sex to love. For no real reason, I've had a real itch lately to abandon everything I've been working toward in search of something, anything else.
I have no real specifics to put to paper, both for lack of ability to express them and for lack of desire to elaborate more than I already have. Its not so much that I don't want to do what I've set out to, I don't think... I believe that its more of a need, a need to get away for a little bit.
I'm not sure what level of vacation is needed, but my fear is that I won't be able to allow myself to take the necessary time... whatever time that may be. I hate how busy life gets... or should I say, how busy I seem to make it.
Perhaps I'll meditate tonight. I have all of tomorrow to be productive, afterall.
These thoughts have spanned from everything regarding school to career and sex to love. For no real reason, I've had a real itch lately to abandon everything I've been working toward in search of something, anything else.
I have no real specifics to put to paper, both for lack of ability to express them and for lack of desire to elaborate more than I already have. Its not so much that I don't want to do what I've set out to, I don't think... I believe that its more of a need, a need to get away for a little bit.
I'm not sure what level of vacation is needed, but my fear is that I won't be able to allow myself to take the necessary time... whatever time that may be. I hate how busy life gets... or should I say, how busy I seem to make it.
Perhaps I'll meditate tonight. I have all of tomorrow to be productive, afterall.