I’m not as well as I thought I was.
I’ve just spent the entire day, doing nothing, eating nothing, wanting nothing.
What’s happening?
I’m scared. Scared of myself. I’m reminded of what happened 3 years ago, when I would sit at home, not wanting to get out of bed. Not wanting to face the world.
I sit at home, alone. It’s getting dark outside. I was to see Adam tonight, but apparently he’s not feeling well. I told him get get some rest, so he thinks that I’m not wanting him to come up, and that i’m conspiring something.
Life wasn’t meant to be easy.
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Written by volacious_gus about 6 years ago.
It’s funny.. its not so much dwelling about that past or the future. Being busy is what always kept it from my mind.. I think that should be the course of action
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Written by poloktim about 6 years ago.
I sit at home, not wanting to face large crowds. I tells ya, it suits me fine!
Though I hate lying in bed. Time in bed is time wasted. Time is marks. I want those HDs so I can go on and become a PhD student and then become a lecturer.
First the uni… then then world.
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