I don’t know what I want any more.
I think it’s whatever I am doing at the time, be it watching tv or reading a book but I might as well be reading it upside down for all the good it is doing me.
I want to be everywhere at once, doing ten things at the same time. It doesn’t matter where I am, indoors or outside, nothing holds my mind for longer than five minutes.
There are days when I would like to be someone other than me. Someone who can sing and dance or stay out late at night. At the same time, I know it’s not going to satisfy my wanting for long. My mind is fragmented and there seems to be multiple parts of myself.
Maybe it is old age, thinking about things you could have done, or wish you had done?
Thank God these days…
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