Nearly days on the same bed and the same room is annoying. Weakness. Agony. Exhaustion.
My trips only count from kitchen to couch and back. I just blog blog when I'm awake. Maybe I'm shattered now to millions of bits and pieces in pin points. For a while it feels happy to know that finally I'm going to be independent and free to become an identity of my own yet there's this thin wall of sorrow that wont just let u see the positive part of it.
Anything u do or buy has an opportunity cost, you've got to give up something for get something else . However, sometimes the cost is huge and sometimes nothing compared to what u get in return.
I just don't feel happy anymore , I just am sick and tired and what cost is this meant to be :(
* ughh !!!*
My trips only count from kitchen to couch and back. I just blog blog when I'm awake. Maybe I'm shattered now to millions of bits and pieces in pin points. For a while it feels happy to know that finally I'm going to be independent and free to become an identity of my own yet there's this thin wall of sorrow that wont just let u see the positive part of it.
Anything u do or buy has an opportunity cost, you've got to give up something for get something else . However, sometimes the cost is huge and sometimes nothing compared to what u get in return.
I just don't feel happy anymore , I just am sick and tired and what cost is this meant to be :(
* ughh !!!*
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