I actually feel like I’m dying. On train going to work, I’m absolutely exhausted. Not been resting at all lately and starting to pay the price of constant high pace. I guess today I’ll go straight home after work and try to recover because tomorrow I have an 11 hour shift in the shop and I know I’m going to end up on the floor with leg spasms. Doubt I’ll be able to go out and meet bf either. Just too tired, sinking mood. Best to stay home burning some incense and giving myself massages.
Man I need an energy drink.
My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me.
The more I think, the more confused and unsure I get.
I don’t know what’s right or wrong right now. So I’ll just keep going, come what may, I’m sure the future will keep improving.