Blah...
I feel like a top today, my minds been going around and around in circles. I can't just let myself be happy that would be too easy and too stupid or perhaps just naive. Been this way for the past couple of days I guess...What is real and what is not, how do we know or can we know? Among other things that make me feel stupid and pathetic, among a multitude of other things. None of which make sense, well then very little seems to make sense right now hasn't for most of the semester.
The wind is blowing the leaves are waving, the bugs are flying and the sun is shinning off of them like living cars they move with an ambling purpose. What purpose does a bug have in it's life, to buzz, to bite, to eat, and to die? To pollinate or just simply to live? Or perhaps simply to be squished and squashed by some unknowing, uncaring windshield--or shoe. But still the wind is blowing, the trees are growing, the leaves are waving two and fro, and the sun is still shinning. Falling lower and lower upon the horizon till it sinks out of sight but it's still shinning just not here upon us.
Bah, one of many little things that have come to mind today. I just want to sit and stare. I sat for what free time I had in the front oval today it was nice, I think. I don't know, thoughts can be healthy but they can also be bad, right now it seems to be a mixture of both.
Need to work on papers, need to... I don't know. Part of me just wants to spend time by myself and part of me knows that would just be a waist of what little time there is left this semester to spend with people. People I may never see again.
God I hate the end of the year, but at least before I knew I was coming back and I would see some... yeah. Blah.... Going to stop now it's not helping and half of what I want to write right now no one should probably see... not the right environment at work anyway, maybe I'll go to the front oval after work and just be for a while.
Or not... Whatever.. *poofs out*
The wind is blowing the leaves are waving, the bugs are flying and the sun is shinning off of them like living cars they move with an ambling purpose. What purpose does a bug have in it's life, to buzz, to bite, to eat, and to die? To pollinate or just simply to live? Or perhaps simply to be squished and squashed by some unknowing, uncaring windshield--or shoe. But still the wind is blowing, the trees are growing, the leaves are waving two and fro, and the sun is still shinning. Falling lower and lower upon the horizon till it sinks out of sight but it's still shinning just not here upon us.
Bah, one of many little things that have come to mind today. I just want to sit and stare. I sat for what free time I had in the front oval today it was nice, I think. I don't know, thoughts can be healthy but they can also be bad, right now it seems to be a mixture of both.
Need to work on papers, need to... I don't know. Part of me just wants to spend time by myself and part of me knows that would just be a waist of what little time there is left this semester to spend with people. People I may never see again.
God I hate the end of the year, but at least before I knew I was coming back and I would see some... yeah. Blah.... Going to stop now it's not helping and half of what I want to write right now no one should probably see... not the right environment at work anyway, maybe I'll go to the front oval after work and just be for a while.
Or not... Whatever.. *poofs out*