I sometimes can't even believe myself.
I know that other people out there have these moments as well. You'll engage in a behavior or think a thought and then come to the realization shortly afterwards that you're an idiot.
I hate nothing more on this planet than the sense of wasted time. The fact that we spend roughly a third of our lives asleep makes me an insomniac in and of itself; however, when I realize that I've wasted time in my precious waking hours, it honestly makes me quite upset.
I make so many decisions every day that are going to somehow hinder me in the future; a horrible butterfly effect, if you will. I prime myself to believe that the people I choose to surround myself with are those who are best for me; non sequitur, I hate that feeling of wanting something something pretty badly and then realizing your efforts were for naught.
Sometimes you just can't know until it's too late, I guess.
That's life, though. Fucking growing pains.
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