I’m not sure how I am today. I’m neither happy, nor sad today. I am just in that in-between place. It feels weird. Like I should be one or the other, but I’m just here, waiting for something to happen, while wondering if I’ve done everything I should have done.
Why do we look forward to days off, only to have nothing to do once we get there?
I’m tired of just existing, I want to make something.