Why and the hell do I feel like crying? I was out of it all day today -__-
I been trying to formulate what to type for the past twenty minutes but my fingers can’t grasp what my mind is thinking.
My legs are still a little sore from the hollywood sign hike from two days ago. That wasn’t even a difficult hike -___-. My bitchass needs to get back in shape.
I really don’t understand why I fall into these ruts. I just completely and randomly shut down from everyone every so often. I’m assuming it’s a whole extrovert with introvert tendencies sort of a deal. It’s not a choice of wanting to but rather a requirement I need to fulfill in order to recharge otherwise I’ll mentally deteriorate. It’s all good up until I become consumed with the idea that I’m not worthy of being happy. I feel I don’t deserve it.
There’s something liberating about forgetting to go pay my phone bill. I feel at ease and much happier without it~ seriously though I have to go pay for that tomorrow along with car parts for my poor Ethan since his check engine light went on a couple days ago waaaaahhhh :’o. Today was amazing and reading some kafka before bed will make it perfect :*
