I have this bruise/bump on my leg and I can't, for the life of me, recall how I got it. home alone. with my fading scars. I will lose a thought like that, if not careful. so long boredom. things are too weird for me to get bored.
Getting ready for some changes in my life... seeing people. following love. etc and so on. work has been taking up time, as well as sleep.. and I don't really like it that way, so I got less hours at work and I get up early on days off. I punched a hole in something today and my hand is slightly swollen and cut.. oh well - time for dinner...
having doubt is strange... pausing.. thinking twice.. feeling differently another time around. doubting myself makes me uncomfortable.. but doubt is also fuel... to keep me going.. to see what happens
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