I don’t know what to make of life anymore. On the one hand, it’s very exciting and enjoyable. At the same time, everything feels like a huge daze. I feel like I don’t even have enough time to figure out whether I’m happy or not. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not … .
I actually don’t think it’s really so much how much I have to do that is stressing me out. Rather, I think it’s the uncertainty of when these events will occur that bothers me the most. I am having a very hard time keeping track of everything that I *know* is in an e-mail somewhere over the rainbow, but I freely admit right now that my e-mailbox is a mess beyond messes. It’s come to the point where it is resembling a landfill. A landfill of reminders and fragments of life and lost opportunities.
Even though I (accidentally) sleep a lot recently (sleeping a lot = sleeping until the body naturally wakes up. For me, this is ~6 hours), I feel like I haven’t rested for so long. I’m wondering if maybe a massage or something is in order here to try to alleviate this feeling. Certainly, I’m not starving or particularly low on rest.
My memory has really gone to rubbish, so I’m sorry if I forget the most obvious of things when I talk to you guys next.
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