I feel like I'm floating. Life has no direction, and no purpose but to exist. I love what I'm doing. Studying that is. But I'm not proud that I can no longer fit in my friends' world. They go to work, get highly paid, and spend it all on vacations, gadgets, clothes and a hundred-bucks coffee. Me, I can while away my life reading stuff over the internet, watching movies, and going to my classes.
Gah. Sometimes, I hate reminders of reality. Like invitations to weddings, baptism and so on and so forth. It just reminds me of what I don't have and I don't welcome the reminder. I like to believe that life is going to get better round the bend. My life's not bad or worse, it's just...bland, boring and non-exciting. I like to go to new places, meet new people and try something I haven't done before.
We don't always get what we want in life. I think I should just be content that I'm semi-contented, if there's such a thing. Halfway there, so to speak. Maybe the trick is learning to love what I have and not constantly look what's on the other side. I know that's the trick, but I can't wrapped my brain around it enough to send the message to my discontented soul.
Maybe I should just shut up and do something instead of whining here.
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