It's nearly time for my scheduled sleep, which never works out. I always have these urges to just type away whatever I am instantly thinking about. Whether it be a person, or my cat, I just want to babble. I actually wrote out a nice long blog last night, full of complaining and venting, but decided against posting it. It is now just a lovely draft that I will stumble upon from time to time and debate once again if it should be posted.
It's amazing to see how fast time goes by when you're in college. I'm nineteen years old, but some days I feel like I'm 55. My body doesn't seem to tick the way it used to a year ago, and my mind is literally like a stock market blow out, with my blood like triple shot espresso. Yeah if you can picture that, it's not the prettiest of sites. I get these intense anxiety attacks too, man. If I'm running on just a few hours of sleep and needing some caffeine, it really hits me hard and I feel like I'm about to die..or have a heart attack, which I guess is like the feeling of about to die. Excuse me with my rambling. It's almost eleven.
You see?! This is my problem. Computers. Bah!
Good night.
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