"Every now and then, the things I lean on lose their meaning"
It is a very strange day. I'm tired, but not especially, and I don't particularly want to be anywhere or do anything.
The waiting is difficult. I find out on Monday whether or not I get the house.
I just had one of those moments where I become keenly aware of myself and my existence. It happens a couple of times a year, but hadn't happened in a long time. Let me see if I can explain it. Every once in a while, I pop out of my own head for a minute and become extremely aware of myself as a being, as an actual living, breathing organism. I thought I could explain this, but I'm all of a sudden failing.
Jeez this day is taking forever.
The waiting is difficult. I find out on Monday whether or not I get the house.
I just had one of those moments where I become keenly aware of myself and my existence. It happens a couple of times a year, but hadn't happened in a long time. Let me see if I can explain it. Every once in a while, I pop out of my own head for a minute and become extremely aware of myself as a being, as an actual living, breathing organism. I thought I could explain this, but I'm all of a sudden failing.
Jeez this day is taking forever.