it’s like this sub-conscious thing — where the neck and shoulder pains start that dull pounding the moment i got into the car to drive to work this morning. my brain is working in overdrive thanks to a relentlessly insistent imagination; where even my dreams are getting invaded. little surprise that i’m so brain-dead after a full night’s sleep. i need to get over this current emo phase already. find a new, fantastic something to obsess over so i won’t mope about endlessly replaying impossible possibilities in my head.
as stated before to M earlier this past weekend: this is quite possibly the first time ever in all my years that i truly feel life to be Unfair.