4am. Tired. Can't sleep. Lost. Need to control. Myself.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Prince of Persia / Despicable Me / Toy Story 3
To rid the pettiness of the environment seemed too naive a task.
Life has taken a step back. I'm back to where I was 4 months ago. This time, a different choice made.
My priorities has always been the same. But for some reason, somehow along the way, distractions veered me off track and I start focusing on things that don't mean any more important. My energy drained and I couldn't care less.
I get anxiety attacks all day long because I lose track (and energy) of things I need to take care of.
I'm tired. I'm not fitting in. And I refuse to.
The besty is leaving for L.A. soon. I don't know what I'll do. I haven't thought about it. Don't really want to.
But I know I'm happy seeing how the fairy tale worked out. Happily ever after has only just begun.
As for me, empowering as I feel, vulnerability isn't far off.
Life has taken a step back. I'm back to where I was 4 months ago. This time, a different choice made.
My priorities has always been the same. But for some reason, somehow along the way, distractions veered me off track and I start focusing on things that don't mean any more important. My energy drained and I couldn't care less.
I get anxiety attacks all day long because I lose track (and energy) of things I need to take care of.
I'm tired. I'm not fitting in. And I refuse to.
The besty is leaving for L.A. soon. I don't know what I'll do. I haven't thought about it. Don't really want to.
But I know I'm happy seeing how the fairy tale worked out. Happily ever after has only just begun.
As for me, empowering as I feel, vulnerability isn't far off.
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