What was I thinking?
Work is increasingly reminding my of Sarte's 'No Exit.' It's time for an escape.
I thought that was going to be New York, but I have a feeling that everything is just going to keep falling through.
For some reason, while driving to Carolyn's tonight, I thought it would be a good idea to call me ex-boyfried. So I did. I'm not sure if that was a good decision. We had nothing to talk about. I suppose I forgot how hard it is to talk to him sometimes. I don't even know why I called. It's been months.... I guess it has something to do with purposelessness and emptiness.
It's early yet I'm feeling quite exhausted and defeated. I'm a little overwhelmed, I should say... and not handling it in the best way. I can't help feeling that everything's unravelling and that I'm making a mess of things (by both direct action and omission).
I think I just need some sleep. Tonight was a hard night and I'm not quite sure why.
Living alone is lonely here.
I thought that was going to be New York, but I have a feeling that everything is just going to keep falling through.
For some reason, while driving to Carolyn's tonight, I thought it would be a good idea to call me ex-boyfried. So I did. I'm not sure if that was a good decision. We had nothing to talk about. I suppose I forgot how hard it is to talk to him sometimes. I don't even know why I called. It's been months.... I guess it has something to do with purposelessness and emptiness.
It's early yet I'm feeling quite exhausted and defeated. I'm a little overwhelmed, I should say... and not handling it in the best way. I can't help feeling that everything's unravelling and that I'm making a mess of things (by both direct action and omission).
I think I just need some sleep. Tonight was a hard night and I'm not quite sure why.
Living alone is lonely here.