It’s another Sunday morning and I feel like shit once more, after a crazy 5 nights-out in a row. I got up at 8.30am like a dedicated granny going to her morning Taichi class, but I’ve only arrived home at 5.30am this morning. This is on top of only sleeping 4 hours in the afternoon after zero sleep on Friday night. My body must be as screwed up as coke-snorting Lilo & her peers now. I need a break.
I’ve been terribly confused of late. I’ve been battling some contradictory feelings and thoughts, all while trying to be as nonchalant about it as possible. How is it that something could feel so right, when the whole situation is actually glaringly wrong? Worse, I’ve just realized that I can be a jealousy-monster (when I’ve already declared that I hate the green-eyed breed, oh no!), but I just don’t understand why because I really shouldn’t be. To be honest, I’m highly disturbed by this discovery and I’m afraid of this and so much more.
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