Just when things were (probably) starting to heal over, I went and picked the scab. This is an eye opening experience though. The level of intensity is outrageous. It just goes to show the amount of passion I have on this topic. Possibly why I've been so crazy emotional when it comes to it.
Which leads me to wonder how I could possibly feel so blank in other situations. Maybe the feelings aren't there, but I kind of already suspected that. It just frustrates me that I'm in a PERFECTLY good situation currently and I'm merely content instead of full blown ecstatic, but when I was in a total garbage, ridiculous situation, I feel like I'm either on cloud 9 or sitting in the bowels of hell.
The mind is one hell of a bitch sometimes.
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