wtf

Life is going awfully fast at the moment. It seems hard enough to just get through the day with all the constant moving, thinking, grabbing energy when I can and planning my next attack before sleep.

I used to love having time for reflection. Thinking about what I've done, what I was doing at the time and what I wanted to do or should do made me feel like I had some control over my life. Now, I'm shocked I have a mind at all and I don't have a second to wonder if I missed something, which is kind of liberating.

I still mentally say fuck quite a bit.