Today was anxious.
And all I could think about was how I've always been caught in this sort of rosebush. A rosebush of interests, with all of these thorns poking at me.
But I can't pull at all of them.
But I can't pull at all of them.
I can't love music, science, economics, writing, travel, acting- all of this at once.
I have to go one by one.
I have to go one by one.
Maybe then I'll find the one that's really causing me pain.
And then I can pull at my real love.
Today's rating: 5.6
Listening to: New Slang- The Shins
Currently reading: The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R Tolkien, The Good Earth by Pearl S. Buck
Mostly Played iTunes Song: Anxious and Worrying- Defiance Ohio
Mostly Played iTunes Song: Anxious and Worrying- Defiance Ohio
NaNoWriMo prewriting progress: Fair