25 1 / 2012
Ugh. My heart is so heavy right now and this is one of those times where I just want to pour out how I’m feeling and thinking, but it would take a while and the energy it would require is overwhelming. I’m tired and my eyes hurt and my face hurts and I just literally want to go buy a bunch of stupid mystery novels so that I can drown myself in stories and completely disappear for a while. I’m tired. I want to mentally recharge & get UP & get moving and there are times where I just can’t even get past myself to do that. Can’t get past my own inner monologue that tells me how fantastic I could be and how wonderful things could get and how far I could go…. if only I wasn’t me. I don’t write nearly as much as I used to and I think it’s getting to me.
