Quarter to 4 in the am, why am I awake? Wide awake at that.
Restless, restless, restless.
I have a feeling that something's about to happen, but haven't figured out what yet. What could it possibly be this time? Why do I constantly feel restless? Sitting here typing, can't help but realize that I'm shaking my leg in anticipation - no mum, for the 100th time I know that's not very ladylike. If my fingers were free, they'd be drumming the table in a very annoying manner right about now.
This is a perfect example of our inability to be content - regardless of what we have or do not have. No job- complain. Found a job - still complaining. I'm sure finding a better job would eventually end up with me being discontent still. So then the problem really lies not on the out side but on the inside.
Time to sign up for meditation classes. Or read up on it. Maybe it's just me PMS-ing once again. Fuck the natural cycle of life. Come up with something new for a change.
Umm...on the second thought, not bleeding half to death once a month might not be a good thing. In this case, no news is good news. So I take it back. Routine is good, just in this one special case.
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