I am finding that I worry far too much. I worry about friendships, and just life in general. I have this irrational fear that people who either a) drive behind me for a long period of time or b) follow behind me too closely, or both, are following me. And I know that the chances of them following me are slim, but I freak out anyway. If you've ever been in the car with me, you've probably experienced this too.
Now you may be asking yourself, what does this have to do with anything? Good question. I'm not really sure of the answer. I'll think about it and get back to you.
I'm also considering buying an actual journal, simply because using this blog as a journal probably wouldn't be the best idea. I'm afraid I have run out of things to talk about.
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