Reaching above the floor
Alright, I'm feeling pretty down. At the moment, I'm wanting to stop worrying, planning, contemplating, and being completely absorbed by thoughts of this F'ing place. I want to stand up, pack my stuff, and leave. I don't know where I would go, I dont know what I would do, but I would be gone. I don't know why I would do it, but I would. I'm tired of living.....if you even call it that. It seems everyone is so worried about what they can make of themselves, what title they will have, what degree they will possess, how they can make themselves happy, taking doggy crap in their mouth. It's all BS. Yet, I buy into it every single freakin' day. That's the worst part of it all.....I'm tired, tired, tired.....and I don't know of what, or why....I see so much beauty around me and feel that there are things worth living for in this place...I just want to be FREE.