cabin fever
Help! if i dont get out of this house, i think im going to flip out. let me tell ya, not having a car is a real b*tch. im such an independent person, that it kills me not to be able to up and leave whenever i want to. plus, i have been spending way too much time at home. my mother and i are practically ready to duke it out by now. i dont have a job either, so i dont have anything that i get to get out and do. plus, i start to wig if i dont have a job. i think it has to do with some crazy work ethic and feeling independent.
on top of all of this i dont know where im going to transfer to next year. ive been taking a break and playing at community college, having fun in art classes, but im going to have to decide, and soon.
i know that all of this is going to be resolved soon, but its the waiting in between that has gotten me on edge.
took a look at my planner and flipped back to last year, when i was going to oakland university and pulling my hair out at their theater program. each page was filled with twenty odd things, long lists that didnt get shorter. now, my list has only a few. i cant imagine what i was like to be around when i was so busy. with a trail of dust always behind me. i never want my life to be so crowded ever again. i want to be productive, but that was crazy. im relieved that i finally took time off, i dont know if i would have realized how my life was. i think i really needed to take a step back.
still, the space that exists in my life now is starting to give me cabin fever. even if im not inside. ive got add, and for me that includes the necessity for having my time filled. hopefully ill be able to pacify myself with reading a lot of books, and having fun. that dosent sound all that bad.
on top of all of this i dont know where im going to transfer to next year. ive been taking a break and playing at community college, having fun in art classes, but im going to have to decide, and soon.
i know that all of this is going to be resolved soon, but its the waiting in between that has gotten me on edge.
took a look at my planner and flipped back to last year, when i was going to oakland university and pulling my hair out at their theater program. each page was filled with twenty odd things, long lists that didnt get shorter. now, my list has only a few. i cant imagine what i was like to be around when i was so busy. with a trail of dust always behind me. i never want my life to be so crowded ever again. i want to be productive, but that was crazy. im relieved that i finally took time off, i dont know if i would have realized how my life was. i think i really needed to take a step back.
still, the space that exists in my life now is starting to give me cabin fever. even if im not inside. ive got add, and for me that includes the necessity for having my time filled. hopefully ill be able to pacify myself with reading a lot of books, and having fun. that dosent sound all that bad.