metacognition
Trying to focus on one thing is hard these days. Any attempts made lead me frustrated and yelling off a steep incline into something rather unpleasant, hazy.
I am embittered with everyone; I hate company, yet I miss having someone to confide in. You become a walking contradiction of terms, a pirrhana gnawing its own tail. People become meaningful at first glance but when you get close enough to see their component parts they're suddenly these meaningless things, the way throwing together a bunch of fancy adjectives and nouns gets you no closer to intelligence than an ape pounding the keys on a typewriter.
Repeatedly I back myself into corners. There are numerous opportunities to get myself out of this place, this state of mind, this godawful state, and there I go mindlessly moving to the tune of a worker and the job becomes second nature. Really don't care for this mindest, but it, like all things, will eventually pass.
Everything passes.
I am embittered with everyone; I hate company, yet I miss having someone to confide in. You become a walking contradiction of terms, a pirrhana gnawing its own tail. People become meaningful at first glance but when you get close enough to see their component parts they're suddenly these meaningless things, the way throwing together a bunch of fancy adjectives and nouns gets you no closer to intelligence than an ape pounding the keys on a typewriter.
Repeatedly I back myself into corners. There are numerous opportunities to get myself out of this place, this state of mind, this godawful state, and there I go mindlessly moving to the tune of a worker and the job becomes second nature. Really don't care for this mindest, but it, like all things, will eventually pass.
Everything passes.