life is hard

sometimes i wish i could just start over in a new life with a new body and a new set of problems that, surely, would be easier than the ones i have now. i am so tired of fighting the same battle and losing. and climbing the same mountain just to tumble down the other

bored

totally bored with myself. i feel like i have nothing interesting to say because i am not interested by my life. i am consumed by this need to understand why i suffer so much and why i don’t enjoy anything. it’s irrational and strange and beyond frustrating. it’s very difficult to tend to my life

downtime

i am in need of a day off. or a dozen. this Saturday is definitely not a sabbath. we have at least ten items on the docket today ayyyy. what happened to slowing down and decompressing? i guess we are at the tail end of punting things to the end of the month, and not