I'm in a funk.
I haven't had a good night of sleep in over two years.
Two years is a very long time.
My brain is rebelling against...well, itself.
My body is suffering as a casualty.
I feel like this will never end, and it may not.
I've tried everything.
I never feel rested.
I never feel quite as happy as I'd like to.
I can be happy, just, I never feel
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as far as shit and time and memories... i think i maybe have been thinking some similar thoughts. my only conclusion has been getting older hurts. i don't know what's so good about it. i'm not doing a good job.
i spose i'm going to give you a big hug next time i see you... i certainly can't cheer you up, but i can give you a hug :)
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