a second entry for today, and just as angsty as the first.. i’m more awake now though..
lets see… what have i done today? not much… fiddled with the design of this again.. started writing an article for artonic, hated it, trashed it. (i’m not crying about it, it was despicable writing. even the idea sucked. don’t know why i bothered.) got a guilt trip phone call from mum about my uncle. got angsty about people that are MIA. got slammed with TMI from M (nothing that will cause permanent scars.. but still..) started wondering (again) wtf is going on in someone else’s head.
the last one is curious….. i don’t know if its just me, and the way i read (too much) into things… but there are some things that i wouldn’t do, unless i had specific intentions…. but then, i’m odd. we all know that. it’s nothing new. yet, when i see someone else doing them, i am cautious to allow myself to believe (as much as i may want to) that they would have similar intentions. M knows what i mean. he was trying to convince me of it… M, i’m not that brave.
it doesn’t make sense. nothing does.
i feel like i should just throw my hands in the air, and walk away.