I have been vacillating between raged and hyperactive. I won't try to put a mood judgment on anything -- I'm usually wrong anyway -- but I've been noticing the trend. It is making a few things difficult, but it's clearing up a lot of problems that had started simply because there wasn't any grease on the wheels ( Read more... )

I have been feeling a little at odds these past couple weeks. Half of me has been feeling incredibly inspired -- I want to write, to draw, to paint, to create, to travel and to experience, to do, to think, to learn! The other half of me has been feeling dull, broken, discontent, insufficient. I think they are directly competing and feeding one ( Read more... )

I call the way I'm feeling "temporally claustrophobic" because it's the best way I can think to describe what this conflict feels like. I feel the pressure of limited time closing in on me, and I'm stretched out for being so anxious over it ( Read more... )

I was running a few minutes late this morning, cutting it close for making it to the bus stop on time. I would have been fine to miss it, really; it merely would have meant I'd get off work half an hour later. But I'd woken up and struggled to get ready in time for this bus, dammit, and I didn't want to miss it ( Read more... )