Something incoherent that I wrote weeks ago
What am I doing with my life?
Something seems ominous about twenty three Twenty three is practically mid-twenties Mid twenties is practically late twenties Late twenties is practically thirty My thinking is overwrought My life is undercooked My hopes are slowly dying, But I know it’s soon to call Life is moving glacial But also at a sprint My mind fills with … Continue reading 23
Things have been feeling really intense lately. Up in the air, no sign of direction. This is a place that I know very well. This uncertain, anxious, staring into the unknown kind of place. A part of it feels like failure because it means that I'm not doing what I think that I should be. … Continue reading Lately…