So what happens now? Th sun is shining brightly, it’s beautiful rays streaming down through the clouds up above.
Somehow, these past few weeks, my mood and my writings have closely been tied to the weather. No wonder it’s been a weird time for me, based on the Melbourne weather, I never know what to expect.
Motivation. Where have you gone?
I feel like I’m a roller coaster ride… and at every peak I reach, the fall is much much greater…. without the exhilarating feeling… how depressing…
I use to have such dreams and ambition. Now I’d settle for a good book, a cup of hot beverage, tuck in under the covers and just dream…
The guilt attached to it however is greater than the positive feeling.
I’m looking for a new me. Any suggestions?