Random thoughts for Spring Break 2005.
Let's see here:
I'm sick. Again. What a bummer.
Sometimes there are so many things going through my head, I can't put them into words. I've no idea even where to start. It's kind of lonely being locked away; trapped in my own mind.
I don't necessarily feel lonely, per se, just utterly alone. Isolated if you will. I'd better get used to it. Not that it's really a bad thing; it doesn't have to be, anyway. I mean when it comes down to it, you are the most important person to yourself; your own best friend. You had better be comfortable with yourself before anything else, or you'll never be happy. How can you expect to build relationships with others on top of a crumbling foundation? I've learned that the hard way.
So at this point I suppose I'm kind of neutral. Not happy or sad, but at least awake and living and all that jazz. Numb. Listless. Sedated.
But still thinking pretty rationally.
What the hell was the point of this entry? I leave that to you, my friends.
I'm sick. Again. What a bummer.
Sometimes there are so many things going through my head, I can't put them into words. I've no idea even where to start. It's kind of lonely being locked away; trapped in my own mind.
I don't necessarily feel lonely, per se, just utterly alone. Isolated if you will. I'd better get used to it. Not that it's really a bad thing; it doesn't have to be, anyway. I mean when it comes down to it, you are the most important person to yourself; your own best friend. You had better be comfortable with yourself before anything else, or you'll never be happy. How can you expect to build relationships with others on top of a crumbling foundation? I've learned that the hard way.
So at this point I suppose I'm kind of neutral. Not happy or sad, but at least awake and living and all that jazz. Numb. Listless. Sedated.
But still thinking pretty rationally.
What the hell was the point of this entry? I leave that to you, my friends.