For the last two years I've been the positive one. Always encouraging, hoping, and looking forward. Something is is making me tired. It might be work. It might be lack of sleep. It might even be my impatience with seeing no signs of weight loss.
Whatever it is, I'm getting anxious. I need something new. I need to breath. I'm feeling stiffled. What is it?! Why is this happening now? I'm going to be 23 in 17 days... Am I getting old? Tired of waiting for my life to start? Waiting for answers I'll only find through experience? I'm nervous that there's something wrong with me....Watching Sex and the City reruns because their lives seem so much more exciting than mine.
Maybe it's this smallish little town I live in. I need hustle and bustle to keep me going, but there needs to be a balance. I don't know...now I'm just typing to be doing something.