Today is absolutely just not my day.
Everyone has an idea of something in their mind which causes their troubles. I think I’ve found mine.I just think too much.you’d think I think about things that are currently happening in my life and I’m worried about those things, but it’s not like that in the slightest. I just worry about stupid bullshit that hasn’t even happens or may not even happen to me yet. I fear unpredictability. Just how unpredictable life can be and how It could change so fast. Life to me is like a rose. In appearance, it looks like a very desirable thing. Very beautiful and it holds a romantic idea. But your a child, and no one’s told you that the rose has thorns on its stem. You go to grab the rose and if you’re lucky, you won’t get hurt too bad. But then there’s the chance I’d getting hurt badly if you grab at it wrong. To me it nice putting life into metaphors sort of helps me cope better with life and worry. I dont know where I’m going with this at all, I just felt like writing shit down but I’m at a Tim Horton’s, I don’t have a journal nearby and I don’t have a pen, so I guess this’ll have to do.