Wednesday, July 13, 2011

I'm Tired

of explaining myself
of not knowing what the eff I'm doing on this project
of waiting for feedback
of not sitting still and constantly being on the go
of not having shit to do
of reading
of not being understood
of people perceptions
of (failing at) managing those perceptions
of not knowing how all this is going to work out
of not naturally playing by the rules
of not knowing what the effing rules are
of this stupid mood.

Thursday, July 07, 2011

What is this sadness, this alien emotion?

It feels uncomfortable, out of place.

It started hovering sometime yesterday and today is balanced precariously in the middle of my chest.

Hopefully, it's gone tomorrow morning when I wake up. I'm not used to this anymore.

I think all that John Mayering over the past few days was a bad idea.