Monday Night Contemplations
I feel like I'm too old to sit around reminiscing like I used to, about boys and life and such. I have never felt like I was "floating" through life so much as I do now. I feel purposeless, kind of. Like I have no idea what my future will bring, nor really what I want it to be. I mean, I know generally, but it's very fuzzy. And that's just the distant future . . . I am REALLY unclear on the nearer future.
Ugh. One day at a time, I suppose, until something happens.
Ugh. One day at a time, I suppose, until something happens.