So I was going to write this long thing about feelings and issues. My walks at night, aside from keeping my dog from become a rolling stone, are a good opportunity for me to just think. I think about a lot of things. Too many things.
Tonight was some serious self-reflection and yatta, yatta, yatta. I had it all planned out but now that I’m home and sitting down and typing I just don’t think I have the energy to do it all again.
I don’t really have anyone I can talk about all this stuff with either. It’s all pretty heavy.
It’s times like these that make me sad I’ve removed myself from it all. The more things change, the more things stay the same. Truly true.
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