Poop
I’ve been struggling lately, struggling to be positive. I feel restless and discontent, both are equally bad for me because they often lead me to impulsive and reckless behavior. I really can’t imagine my life without the restless discontentment, overwhelming feeling of chaos and loss of control. I would love not to have it but it’s become so commonplace, I wouldn’t know how to handle my life without it.
But I do remember a brief time when I woke up excited for what the day would bring me. It was the most amazing feeling...I’d never felt it before and never again, but I do know I’d like to feel it again before I leave this life. Some people strive for fortune and fame, some for love, but that’s what I strive for, that feeling of contentment, like all is right in the world.