feelin' fine...or at least better
I needed a break. I needed to go home, a place where I could think. So that's exactly what I did. I went home last Wednesday afternoon because I couldn't take it anymore. I was on the verge of an emotional breakdown. I needed to go home so that I could just sit by myself and think, without any interuptions. So I packed my bag and headed home. It was the best thing that I could have ever done. I needed it so badly, and I'm so glad I did it. I was able to just think. I hopped on my bike and just went for a ride. During that ride I was able to clear my mind, think about my life. About what I want to do with it, about what I want out of it, about the problems with it, and about what I want to do about those problems. I've had a lot of emotional stress lately and I needed to be able to get rid of some of the tension. It's taken a heavy toll on my mind and my body. Which is why I needed to be able to just get away from it all. I was able to clear my head and just think about what I want to do. I feel much better now, I've said what I wanted to say to certain people. It's in fate's hands now. If fate has a goatee and sexy accent.