I am unhappy, and melancholy, and sick, and upset, and..... so many other things. I want to yell and scream and complain, but I think I'll go to sleep instead. I end some day feeling so inadequate it hurts. From time to time I think I've come to a place in my life where I like myself, and my life. Then Something, or a series of somethings happens that leaves me feel lonely and lost, empty, and unworthy.... of everything.
Someone remind me to write about the walk some day. It went well.
"You belong among the wildflowers.... you belong somewhere you feel free...."
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