go back to bed
today i’m feeling worthless.
i’m feeling a fool.
i fall in love for no reason, with people that can’t be loved by me. i hope for impossible things and believe in a mish.mash of curios. i spend my time on things that i wish really mattered and impacted people, but in reality probably just comfort my anxious soul that feels like it’s wasted its life on stupid things like paying bills, fixing vehicles and dealing with crazy people at work.
i’m feeling broken, and tired, and as though i have finally recognized that i’m only a speck in an ocean of life, so now i have to ask myself if what i do or think or feel really even matters.
but really, when it come right down to it, i just need another cup of coffee.