Was sick yesterday and today, rested finally. I've been working too hard. My parents think it unusual that I still try and talk to people, given the sort of transient life I've grown accustomed too lately. Apparently I should be stressed about things I can't help, and only think of that. But I want to get closer to you, given time.
"I never thought I'd be so tired at 22." - St Elmo's Fire
One thing I don't like about being sick, is being forced to be alone with your thoughts. I don't like it. Too much and I can't get away from it. Also I slept for 14 hours; didn't realize my body wanted that much rest. Is it a sign? Am I putting my energy into the wrong places? (yes).This is the story of everyone (worth knowing) 's life:
I loved someone very much, and it didn't work out. And life won't be the same unless it someday works out. And until then my life has a void that I fill with ___.
Also. I want to be like Lil Wayne in his documentary where he says he doesnt care about anyone, or anything. I don't want to get there the same way, seems like he's been through some crazy things, but. At times, I'd like to be able to say that.
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