i’ve been feeling bored. although i’m secretly a little pleased about the school closures, it’s going to be a month of strangeness, and i’m not sure how i’m going to live with myself for so long. i think i am bored of Myself. i wish i could become someone else for a change, and see things differently. i’m too used to my own joy/struggles. i want to experience someone else’s; that would be so interesting!!!
i’ve been itching to write poetry lately, but i don’t really have anything to write about. i miss the satisfaction it brings! i miss the catharsis! i’ll try to write something later tonight… when it is dark and quiet, and my mind is (hopefully) most clear.
today i saw dr S, but there wasn’t very much to talk about. i told him how unpredictable my state of mind has been. i keep thinking in extremes, in a dangerous all-or-nothing. it’s something that will be difficult to unlearn. i will work on it, slowly. i hope the pain lessens, little by little.
a face in the crowd 