Feeling off
I just can't seem to motivate myself to do anything more then curl up and fall into dreamless sleep. I'm supposed to go out tonight, but I can't figure out why. In fact, there is no reason why, and I will probably give up soon and go to bed.
My emotions are tied to the people around me. When I'm around people I'm happy, sad, concerned, angry. When I'm alone I'm empty. I know I'm missing something, and so I flee and find comfort in the proximity of another being, or I read until my head is bursting with fictional drama, or I sleep. And tonight I can think of nothing better then to curl up under the covers and sleep. Forget.
Covers and cats. Tomorrow I clean.
My emotions are tied to the people around me. When I'm around people I'm happy, sad, concerned, angry. When I'm alone I'm empty. I know I'm missing something, and so I flee and find comfort in the proximity of another being, or I read until my head is bursting with fictional drama, or I sleep. And tonight I can think of nothing better then to curl up under the covers and sleep. Forget.
Covers and cats. Tomorrow I clean.