I been up for about 30 something hours now and I feel like my mind is starting to play tricks on me. But for some reason, it is also the best time for me to figure things out.
Everything has been an endeavor. And sometimes, I don't know what is real or fake anymore. I know I could never live a few of those lifestyles because that just isn't me. Yet at the same time, I can't be happy at where I'm currently at. A double misnomer had you.
Life travels onward, the bird will continue to sing, the sun will continue to rise. No time to mope and whine. No time to self pity yourself. Only thing to do is discover the next milestone.
Endless.
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