[2001-06-21]-[2:02 p.m.]
I realized that I see only what I want to see. That sucks. I get so many really obvious fucking bombshell hints, and I still only see what I want. It'll work itself out. I just hate misleading myself all the time. I am silly.
It's strange coming home from work in the morning rush hour. That's odd. Seeing all these people in their suits getting ready for the day and I look like complete shit, exhausted, drained, ugly. I drove the opposite commute. It was nice, a change of pace. I went to sleep this morning when I got home, and I just woke up. I feel like it's Friday, my sense of time is really fucked today.
I want a lot of things I can't have. Why can't I learn what's possible, and what's not? Why do the lines have to be so damn blurry? I wish I could get glasses for my internal vision. You know, like glasses that could straighten out my thoughts about everything.
'Well I'm stuck here between hope and frustration. I keep getting thrown from side to side. It's a familiar situation, my whole life's a roller coaster ride.' ----'Rollercoaster' by Bombshell Rocks
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