Do you ever hold conversations with yourself in your head?
Do you ever plan what you are going to say and how you are going to say it and when the time comes you completely fuck it up and come off as an idiot?
Do you ever play out different outcomes of situations in your head?
Do I spend too much time in my head?
It gets worse, after all this time in my head, I then grab my pen and write down my makebelieve world in my journal.
As I type this my Bulldog is making the most disgusting noises and I fear she is going to die because she can't breathe properly.
Feeling all over the place today. Playing out futures in my head. Planning out conversations. Thinking about how good it feels to have pen in hand spewing onto a piece of paper. I've yet to get used to my thoughts being expressed through a keyboard. Even some of my past posts (none recently since i haven't had much to say...) are created first on paper. I'm old school I guess.
I'm feeling restless. I feel I should be doing something that I've not yet discovered. Trying to get used to the new roles I find myself in since moving to Little Rock. Trying to find my place. Hell, I never found my place in DC, what makes me think I will find it here.
Do you ever plan what you are going to say and how you are going to say it and when the time comes you completely fuck it up and come off as an idiot?
Do you ever play out different outcomes of situations in your head?
Do I spend too much time in my head?
It gets worse, after all this time in my head, I then grab my pen and write down my makebelieve world in my journal.
As I type this my Bulldog is making the most disgusting noises and I fear she is going to die because she can't breathe properly.
Feeling all over the place today. Playing out futures in my head. Planning out conversations. Thinking about how good it feels to have pen in hand spewing onto a piece of paper. I've yet to get used to my thoughts being expressed through a keyboard. Even some of my past posts (none recently since i haven't had much to say...) are created first on paper. I'm old school I guess.
I'm feeling restless. I feel I should be doing something that I've not yet discovered. Trying to get used to the new roles I find myself in since moving to Little Rock. Trying to find my place. Hell, I never found my place in DC, what makes me think I will find it here.
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when i first moved here, i found my way to the river market. then i checked out one place each friday, trying to find a comfortable place to swig one or two guinness.
still kind of hollow, but it could give you journal material.