why?
Why can life be simple, less complicated and straightfowards? Angry, fustrated, misunderstood, cynical, compromised and taken for granted. Usual? No more like I cant be bothered now. Serious. The notion to be mellow and stay on the sideline is pretty obvious now. Every single thing is about me, choosing to do this or that.Tired of explaining. Tired of meeting up to expectations. Tired of not being myself. That's not how things are supposed to be.
And this has to happen every year, stops and then repeats by itself. How strange that it has taken a life of its own...
posted by gloomy @ 11:36 AM
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