Its weird.
Angst just roll on me every once in a while. I try to diagnose myself, but i always guess wrong. So i guess the plain and simple thing to say is its angst. I feel like filming and epic movie, but i feel like i would do it half assed. And the feeling just sorta grows in the pit of my stomach, and the more i feel debilitated by it, the worse it gets. I know it will go away eventually, and theres nothing i can do to speed the processes up. Cause if i try then it will only get worse and push me further from my friends. So i have to wait it out, and accept that i need to be sad for a while. But fuck is that ever hard. Because i want to be happy. i dont want debilitating shit stoping me from being happy and expressive.
Like i said, it weird.
Till this shit is over, i'll be blasting the soundgarden, and acting normal for the friends.
Angst. What a good topic to ponder.
ReplyDeleteI use this word all the time and think about having some sort of "oh me, oh my" fit.
Good to see you the other day, Gray.
Hang in there - We all love you.