This will probably be one of my most pathetic entries yet.
For I have fell under the spell of my bed. I can't seem to leave it no matter how hard I invasion me being anywhere else. Just like a crab. I feel safe here, watching movies and occasionally working with my new marker set.
Lately, I just feel too much, it's overwhelming to say the least. My words are slurred and my motivation has been shot in the heel. I want to ride my bike, I want to pretend that I am readying myself for a marathon of some sort. I want to be able to actually fit into the couple workout pants I brought and took off the tags too fast.
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I'm bothered by everything at the moment, I'm moving too slow for my liking and I most of all, I hate the fact that I am complaining. I wish I could just hang up all these unwanted feelings on a coat rack and put on my super woman vest. I pray for a clear mind.
In other news, Ive gone nearly 4 weeks make up free. I was never dependent on it, but I had a conversation with a girl who believed that I was, every time she saw me I had it on. That was a little shocking to me, seeing as how I never really defined eyeliner as make up anyway.. or if so, no more drastic than glasses or a hat. On and off.
P.S.I will make it to the beach in the near future, I just can't wait.
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