Let me start off by saying that things are generally okay. At times I feel a high, high and at times a low, low.
Tonight I'm at about a 4.6 on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being the high.
Don't think there's anything particularly wrong but things aren't great either. It just feels...quiet around here. Been working tons these days and will be for the following weeks I think. Next week school start again, so yeah entering into the rat race of going to school and then work.
There is something on my mind, but don't really know if I feel like sharing it rigt now. What is this about? Perhaps a fear of being judged? Perhaps a fear of admitting things to myself? It is one thing to be able to fool others but what's the point of fooling yourself...
Been reading Paulo Coelho, stayed up until 4 am this morning to finish The Alchemist. AWESOME book. I'm now reading the Pilgrimage. Along with Che Guevara's Motorcycle Diaries.
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