kazrael

Strange to have this particular brand of tired back in my life. I thought I'd left it far far behind.

Sometimes old acquaintances ought to be forgot...

I love the quote "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans" and it's odd to find myself actually in the business of making long term plans, it's not really how I operation. Moving in a general direction toward an interest works okay but as things get more specific I always got antsy. Now I'm in a place I've never been, living with some very specific goals and struggling in spite of myself to attain parts of them. All the while secretly hoping that some lightning bolt of life strikes me and allows for something unexpected.

It seems silly, in light of other things I've read today and the struggles some of my friends are going through, to let something so minor as a worthless class wear me down. Be very careful now, for this isn't whining or a complaint, but more a venting of frustration. Sometimes I feel like against myself, turning a situation that should be easy enough to deal with into an exercise in (to paraphrase) 'trying to ice skate uphill'. The slippery slope, but backwards!