I have an all around indifference and detatchment toward most things lately. In turn, I also have an ungodly laziness about me, too. Mind you, I always have it to an extent, but it's quite ridiculous.
I also miss being in a dorm. I'm not entirely sure why, seeing as most of my dormmates were loud, obnoxious, and all about dick and fart jokes. Maybe the option just sounds better than living in a house with my parents, or maybe I'm just romanticizing it in my mind while searching through the clutter to find more reasons in my mind to want to go back.
The world's going around and it's not waiting for me. It doesn't wait for anyone, but it doesn't seem to convince nor inspire me to follow through with anything.
Maybe I'm just reading too much of The Stranger. **shrug**
I also miss being in a dorm. I'm not entirely sure why, seeing as most of my dormmates were loud, obnoxious, and all about dick and fart jokes. Maybe the option just sounds better than living in a house with my parents, or maybe I'm just romanticizing it in my mind while searching through the clutter to find more reasons in my mind to want to go back.
The world's going around and it's not waiting for me. It doesn't wait for anyone, but it doesn't seem to convince nor inspire me to follow through with anything.
Maybe I'm just reading too much of The Stranger. **shrug**