My head is fuzzy. I don't know what to think anymore, I don't know how to act any more. I don't see the point half the time any more. I don't know whats going on with me, so I"m just going to ramble and see what comes out. Most likely a rant of an overgrown child. Perhaps realizing that would make me calm down.
I can't concentrate again. My mind is running in circles on how i don't want to be here. I should just stand up and leave and drive somewhere familiar. Or perhaps not so familiar. Perhaps I need to be somewhere different. What would I do there though? Stare into space, wishing i was someone else? Wondering why I am so hung up about living and moving forward? Have I hung on to something for so long that I completely forgotten that I was hanging on to it to begin with? I hung on to it for so long that I even forgot what the hell it was? It's just part of my life and stayed hidden for me long enough for me not to questions it anymore? I can't seem to enjoy myself enough. Do I even want anything or am I getting things because it's expected to me? My life seems destined to be a bunch of moments of wasting time with nothing to show for it. Perhaps that will change when I have a child. Its hard to imagine though. I'm not experienced in anything, my job feels like a joke half the time. I'm making no difference here, or anywhere. I feel like i'm just a body that doesn't know what to do. The effort doesn't seem worth it. Eh, ok, Rambling isn't working. This all of the sudden seems very pointless.
I can't concentrate again. My mind is running in circles on how i don't want to be here. I should just stand up and leave and drive somewhere familiar. Or perhaps not so familiar. Perhaps I need to be somewhere different. What would I do there though? Stare into space, wishing i was someone else? Wondering why I am so hung up about living and moving forward? Have I hung on to something for so long that I completely forgotten that I was hanging on to it to begin with? I hung on to it for so long that I even forgot what the hell it was? It's just part of my life and stayed hidden for me long enough for me not to questions it anymore? I can't seem to enjoy myself enough. Do I even want anything or am I getting things because it's expected to me? My life seems destined to be a bunch of moments of wasting time with nothing to show for it. Perhaps that will change when I have a child. Its hard to imagine though. I'm not experienced in anything, my job feels like a joke half the time. I'm making no difference here, or anywhere. I feel like i'm just a body that doesn't know what to do. The effort doesn't seem worth it. Eh, ok, Rambling isn't working. This all of the sudden seems very pointless.
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