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- These days I don't know what's going on. It's all different. There are setbacks and breakthroughs and I don't know if I care about any of them. I think, this sucks but ehh I don't care. I should care but I don't. These days I'm wondering why we have to do this - grow up and go out into the unfamiliar - when all I want is to be comfortable. You know I'm lying about that but it's kind of true right now. I have no comfort zone these days. This is nothing new to me and it's something I've consciously chosen and so I should realize that this is what I want. I was comfortable in my life at some point and that was not enough because I wanted my life to be amazing. But anyway. These days I'm tired. Bewildered is a good word. Tired and dumb. I want to write a story about someone, some girl of course, and at the beginning it goes something like this: This was about the time our mother started referring to us as devil spawn. Don't ask me why but it's in my head today. I don't know, it could be fun.
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