Last night was interesting...
I was really tired, but when I finally went to bed I couldn't sleep because I had the "feeling" again.
Every now and then I get this overwhelming apocalyptic feeling, and I wonder: Is it all worth it? Its all so miserale, why don't I just go to sleep and never wake up?
Last night was particularly bad...
I think I am just a tiny bit depressed at the moment.
I also think that I am procrastinating...but procrastinating is so much fun, as all delusions are.
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