(One night while staying at Wilkes-Barre Walmart. Date uncertain.)
It's almost 3 am, and my mody refuses to sleep. I had a short 1h nap near Barnes and Noble earlier tonight, but it was not enough to fully replenish me. I feel a little tired. Or at least, it feels like I ought to feel so.
I feel a little off, unsure of what I'm doing. I claim that such a moment allows for immense possibility, liberated criteria, and the forging of novel paths in Life. In practice, at least now, I just feel off, a little confused. I want to do something, but I don't know what. I want to go somewhere, but I don't know where. I want to learn some skills, but I'm not sure which to start with. What to do?
This newborn phase might still just be too fresh, and all my feelings and thoughts about it still observant and undecided. Opinions bloom after some time. Perhaps that is still missing: a little time. Or maybe some rest, followed by some writing, listing, comparing, and syncing with people I know.
For now, I will to sleep. Nacht.
It's almost 3 am, and my mody refuses to sleep. I had a short 1h nap near Barnes and Noble earlier tonight, but it was not enough to fully replenish me. I feel a little tired. Or at least, it feels like I ought to feel so.
I feel a little off, unsure of what I'm doing. I claim that such a moment allows for immense possibility, liberated criteria, and the forging of novel paths in Life. In practice, at least now, I just feel off, a little confused. I want to do something, but I don't know what. I want to go somewhere, but I don't know where. I want to learn some skills, but I'm not sure which to start with. What to do?
This newborn phase might still just be too fresh, and all my feelings and thoughts about it still observant and undecided. Opinions bloom after some time. Perhaps that is still missing: a little time. Or maybe some rest, followed by some writing, listing, comparing, and syncing with people I know.
For now, I will to sleep. Nacht.
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