The "Oh Shit" Feeling
Right now I physically feel the way I have been emotionally feeling.
My heart is racing, headache, restlessness, anxiousness, tummy ache, but I seem to be unable to get rid off the grin on my face. Or like my face hurts from smiling a lot.
Broke two vices today. I'm a bad kid.
This heart racing shit is crazy. It makes me want to beat the shit out of you for some answer to questions I refuse to ask. As if you can tell me what I need to hear regardless of physical limitations. I’m a big silly.
I have this “Oh Shit” feeling that I can’t shake off. Things are a changin’. Is it my fault? Or is it just about time? Am I driving or just riding in the car for shits and giggles.
At the same time, everything feels so right and so wrong. I'm so tired and yet so awake. It’s the fact that I remain ignorant.
I feel like I have half of myself out of the car while driving down the free way (ghost riding?). Do I roll up the window, or do I jump out? Where are you taking me?
Actually, this all reminds me of the time when Danny tried to kid nap me. I didn’t mind, but the timing was inconvenient. I don’t know if now is the same out come. However, right now, I need to step out of a bit so I’m prepared for this.
If I have time tomorrow, I plan to write something. I'm not sure what... but I got those creative juices flowing.
My heart is racing, headache, restlessness, anxiousness, tummy ache, but I seem to be unable to get rid off the grin on my face. Or like my face hurts from smiling a lot.
Broke two vices today. I'm a bad kid.
This heart racing shit is crazy. It makes me want to beat the shit out of you for some answer to questions I refuse to ask. As if you can tell me what I need to hear regardless of physical limitations. I’m a big silly.
I have this “Oh Shit” feeling that I can’t shake off. Things are a changin’. Is it my fault? Or is it just about time? Am I driving or just riding in the car for shits and giggles.
At the same time, everything feels so right and so wrong. I'm so tired and yet so awake. It’s the fact that I remain ignorant.
I feel like I have half of myself out of the car while driving down the free way (ghost riding?). Do I roll up the window, or do I jump out? Where are you taking me?
Actually, this all reminds me of the time when Danny tried to kid nap me. I didn’t mind, but the timing was inconvenient. I don’t know if now is the same out come. However, right now, I need to step out of a bit so I’m prepared for this.
If I have time tomorrow, I plan to write something. I'm not sure what... but I got those creative juices flowing.