just your average... er... correction: just your normal... correction: me. |
I have been in such a weird mood for the past few days. I cannot even describe it. I'm not apathetic, but I'm not passionate. I'm not happy, but I'm not depressed. I'm content, but I'm restless. I'm angry, but I'm sympathetic. I'm not in-between, but I'm not at one extreme or the other. I'm at both extremes simultaneously, but at neither. But I'm not just existing. I can't figure it out. Maybe I'm just moving between everything so quickly that it has blurred into one. Almost all of my friends seem to be having emotional, relationship, or social problems right now (or any combination of the above problems). It must be that post-Christmas break, pre-Easter break slump. Stress, anxiety, frustration, etc. Even before I went back through all my old writings a few days ago, I'd been remembering random lines or images from my poetry. I'd quote them, but they are only lines and not sentences and would not make any sense at all without the rest of the poems. The final draft for my research paper is due tomorrow. I'll finally be done with it. All that's left is a title. I'll do Trig, read Emma, all the while thinking of a good title. |