rawrkittymeow

Intricate. I'm blooming, I'd compare myself to a flower, but that would not be close enough. I'm hearing my thoughts race through my head, like a thousand cheetahs, then, I remember, I'm far too complex for myself to even comprehend.

I want silly, silly things out of life. Too challenging for me to grasp on my own and I'm too impatient to wait for everything to fall into place. I feel like I'm this huge body, locked in a tiny jar, with just enough space to crouch down and stand up to breathe through the airhole.

I wrote a poem on my facebook note the other day. I will share below.

Plastering apathy
Hidden and bewildered in this
Narcissism is challenging me
My thoughts dont progress.

Tunnel vision
Stripped
Meaningless indecision
The tables flipped.

Trapped like a fly
In between the screen and the glass
I'll soon die
Clinging to the air holes as I pass.

I am stuck in this feeling. Optimism overtakes my body and I act positive. Yet I still often think negative. But a + plus a - = a negative. So.......maybe I shouldn't?

I overthink. I overfeel. I overlove. I do too much. I still want to just drop everything and travel the world. Maybe I will soon find a way to make that happen, without completely losing my sanity. <3 Hmmm....Here I am world, set in confusion gear, shifting slowly in and out of reality.