Let me explain before you think I've gone all depressed or suicidal or something.
I go out during the day/night and do things with my friends/family. I have fun while I'm doing them. Then late at night, I wonder why I did the things I went out to do. I wonder what the point of the day was.
Maybe I just shouldn't stay up so late. That could be the problem.
Also, I've realized that my blogs have been going downhill fast. I re-read some old blogs and then read recent ones... I apologize for the lack of quality.
I have questioning-my-existence-nights quite frequently. It happens mostly when I've got little to do with my time and refuse to go to sleep.
ReplyDeleteBut school will start up soon and then you'll be so busy, life will make sense.