Tired
I don't know what it is about life that disturbs me so much sometimes. What am I looking for really? That's a common question I suppose... Actually the funny thing is I know what I'm looking for, something I"m passionate about. I"m tired of talking about that though, I quite do know my own head when it comes to this issue so why keep blathering about it. So maybe it's choices today, or friends, or future, or even god forbid boys. But the thing is...I don't really want to talk about any of that either. I feel like all I do is think about these stupid issues, rolling them around my head over and over again. Not really going anywhere just sitting on the same conclusions.
Maybe I'll say something new today, you know what they say about putting something in writing: I'm seriously considering moving far away. Not that I"m attempting to be full of action like some people I know, but Toronto lulls me into stupidity. Maybe it's time.
Maybe I'll say something new today, you know what they say about putting something in writing: I'm seriously considering moving far away. Not that I"m attempting to be full of action like some people I know, but Toronto lulls me into stupidity. Maybe it's time.