Overcast days never turned me on...
You know, it's almost 1pm and I'm still not showered and ready for life? Though - to be entirely fair - I don't think I'm EVER ready for life, really. You know. I pretend everything is great and will be easy and beautiful...and it never is. Not that everything sucks, but I have a tendency to idealise almost every situation. What can I say? It's what gets me up in the mornings.

I've been really bored lately. I don't know why - no, I do know why. The monotony is getting to me. I don't understand how people keep themselves occupied for YEARS on end doing the same things day in and day out. When I was in high school at least I was learning something. Now I'm just rotting away here in this messy little house, doing nothing. I have infinite potential and it's all wasting away. I mean, I live here and i could go and drink my sorrows away like so many OTHER young adults...but I'd really rather not do that. It leaves you with a nasty hangover, and we all know how fun THOSE are...

I don't know what it is that my life is missing right now. I have everything that I want/wanted. For the first time in a very, very long time (potentially ever) I really like who i am, inside and out. I am loved, I love...everything works. Everything is good. So why am i always waiting for the next thing? Why am i always waiting for the next trip, the next wedding, the next movie? Why can't I find a measure of contentment where I am? Does this mean I'm not where I should be? I don't know.

Maybe it's because it's raining today. Who knows?