More Like a Diary

So this doesn't really feel much like a blog. It feels more like a diary... A very public diary... That really isn't that public because no one reads this stupid thing anyway. This is really just me raving and screaming against the world. The cold hard world that doesn't care how you feel or what you've gone through and continues to turn no matter how hard you beat your tiny and ineffectual fists against the walls that keep you trapped...

We are all just tiny beings screaming against the wind...

I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar.

Tired

I'm so tired lately...

I'm tired of not feeling, of this desire to curl up in bed and stay there, of hurting (everything hurts lately), of the long dark tunnel that is my higher education, of the pressure... I'm tired of not caring, of not wanting to leave bed... I'm tired of people wanting things from me...

I'm just tired and I wish the world would go away...