Take me away to better days
July 6, 2011
(The damn Natasha Bedingfield song just won’t go away… it’s been playing on loop in my head for at least a week now.)
It’s another one of those days when I’m not sure anymore about where my life’s going and whether I really want this — this being everything I’ve been directing all my time and effort into. Every once in a while I suddenly start brooding about this but it’s been happening all too often lately. I have enough to deal with without having existential crises every few days.
Honestly though, if you ask me, it’s one of the saddest things in the world to be sitting in the middle of your friends and out of nowhere there’s this jolt telling you that you don’t really belong there.
I don’t know, is this maybe some call from my conscience or something that’s telling me that this really isn’t for me? In any case it’s too late for me to back out of this now. Maybe the stress is just getting to me. Either that or I’m internalizing my theo lessons more than what’s good for me.
