I'm currently going through crazy day'zeez.
Everything is up in the air. It's unsettling.
I keep chasing the damn mice inside my skull. I swear, if my brain had legs - it would run away. Thank fuck for the skin that surrounds my skull.
Being over-analytical is a curse. May this gene not be passed onto my children. You end up analyzing everything so much that it takes away any sort of enjoyment or excitement. I swear, if I analyzed an apple hard enough, I'd turn it into a prune.
I'm all thoughts and emotions 24/7, 7 days a week, 365 days a year.
I'm in a weird place at the moment ... can't seem to figure out if its a depressive phase or if I am just plain stressed. Everyday I feel like I am going to have a panic attack, or even worse, a heart attack. I can feel the blood continuously on a high note, bubbling.
I need to take a breather. Better yet, I need a holiday. A T.I.M.E O.U.T.
Stacey - start living day by day. Focus on the present and don't worry about the future.
I'm chasing crazy daisies...
... and if I don't stop my stressing, soon I'll be pushing them. (Now, that's an ugly thought)
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