I feel like to do anything I have to walk through I giant wall of jello. Like the jello house in Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.
I hate it. It makes me hate myself. I was doing so much yesterday, and enjoying all the things I did! I like calculus and chemistry, learning is fun. Why is doing anything so hard today? I didn't even want to write a response for an rp! I've just been floating around like a moth with too many lights around it. But the moth eventually lives and flies away. I just want to implode and scream and break everything. Typing feels nice so I decided to at least write something. I want to update my comic and work on my other projects but I haven't done that either. It's all so frustrating.
Hopefully I can finish applying for a job. That would be good. I'm going to go knit now. I need to let my brain shut off for a little while, cry even.
It's just a rant, nothing special. I'll actually post stories and things, just not today. I'm writing them, I promise. I write on paper most of the time before typing it out. I don't know, I empty my brain better on paper and then I use the chance to type it out as a second draft/ revision stage. It works for me. This was just a brain dump because I like the way my keyboard feels and sounds. It's soothing. I wasn't having a great time when I wrote this.
This is just a space for me to start sharing my ideas to random people on the internet!
I'll be posting one-shots, short stories, and essays of varied length.
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