Muddle is not puddle with an M
Recently, my brain's been a muddled mixture of "what if's" "maybe if" "should I" "I really shouldn't" and "fuck that's" and it's been a dizzying emotional rollercoaster that gets quite exhausting after a while. As a fan of the "It gets better" motto, this shouldn't really bother me that much, but surprisingly, it does. To say that I'm confused would be the understatement of the year. Lost is more appropriate, I think. Whether it's with work or life, I just feel lost. Not empty, mind you. Just really freaking lost. I miss those days when I'd just got to Starbucks and people-watch while I sip my frappucino, chain-smoke, and type a blog entry furiously on my phone so I can immediately post something when I get home. And this blog entry just made me realize that maybe I should do that today...well, tomorrow, maybe, not today. Definitely before I go back to work on Thursday. It might