Why can't I shake this feeling of melancholy? What's worse is when it turns to a sickening loathing. Perhaps its the weather. Ha. Or maybe blaming shit on the weather is a cop-out.
Today was productive. Inside my skull was messy and unhinged, but the rest of the world was cooperative.
I know I am too hard on myself, and I am taking that into consideration, but goddamnit this transition is frusterating. How did I forget that the sun doesn't come out here for a quarter of the year? Or that the people walk around in resigned ignorance and pass it on to their privileged offspring...
*sigh*
As I sit here brooding, indulging in a numb reflection I ask myself "bitch, what are you going to do to make yourself feel better?". And the answer--I'll go to the waterfalls and bask in their simplicity. Brilliant.
And I'll ask him to come with me.
:-)
Today was productive. Inside my skull was messy and unhinged, but the rest of the world was cooperative.
I know I am too hard on myself, and I am taking that into consideration, but goddamnit this transition is frusterating. How did I forget that the sun doesn't come out here for a quarter of the year? Or that the people walk around in resigned ignorance and pass it on to their privileged offspring...
*sigh*
As I sit here brooding, indulging in a numb reflection I ask myself "bitch, what are you going to do to make yourself feel better?". And the answer--I'll go to the waterfalls and bask in their simplicity. Brilliant.
And I'll ask him to come with me.
:-)