Sunday, June 25, 2006, 4:13 PM
Right now I'm hit with a feeling of complete loss again. Stupid questions and stupid thoughts but all the same, with no answers. I'm just thinking back on Tuesdays with Morrie and wondering why Im not as lucky to have a mentor.
I have no idea what I want or what I'm doing. I feel exactly like I did last time. Don't really remember when, the feeling just fleets by every once in a while. But it's always the same feeling of lost.
I'm sick and tired of chasing after time. I can never catch it.
I'm sick of pleasing everyone. Nobody ever stops wanting more.
I'm sick of the different faces in me. It's tearing me apart.
I always brush them away, but they keep coming back. I tell myself it's nothing but the thoughts hide at the back of my mind. For once I wish I really could live without a care in the world.
What an emo entry. Here I go brushing it all off again. Time to hit back into pseudo-reality.
What an oxymoron.
let’s doodle
