Singin' in the rain, spiders in me brain!
Oh, the days my schizophrenic dad seemed all the more sane than anyone in the world.... Maybe my problem these days is that my life has been too easy, because I know I thrive on challenge. I like the fact that I'm different, though some days I try to fool myself that I'm like everyone else. I know I've changed, but I know I'm not the same. I can't put my life's subtleties into words these days, which has seldom been a problem for me in the past. I find it hard to describe my emotions and how I feel about certain things accurately. Then there's those weird head trips I get from out of nowhere.....
Like the last couple of days I keep feeling drunk, but I haven't been drinking. I haven't been doing any recreational drugs whatsoever. And yet I can't seem to hold a proper conversation in my own head. I'm having trouble focusing on much of anything - a surprise I've gotten so much done and so well. I wonder if this is how the typical partying college student feels at least half the time...
I remember that I keep wanting to post about how I think I've changed over the last few years, but the words keep escaping me when I go to write, so it turns into this cryptic gobbledy-gook.
Maybe next time.
Like the last couple of days I keep feeling drunk, but I haven't been drinking. I haven't been doing any recreational drugs whatsoever. And yet I can't seem to hold a proper conversation in my own head. I'm having trouble focusing on much of anything - a surprise I've gotten so much done and so well. I wonder if this is how the typical partying college student feels at least half the time...
I remember that I keep wanting to post about how I think I've changed over the last few years, but the words keep escaping me when I go to write, so it turns into this cryptic gobbledy-gook.
Maybe next time.