Miscellania

I think it’s time I found me again. Somewhere along the way I have lost myself and let myself only be thought of in terms of other people. It is getting to where I don’t even know who *I* am anymore. I can’t write anymore, I rarely sing anymore, things I used to love are no longer interesting to me. I am tired of it. Part of the song I posted previously just keeps looping through my head:

I am walking on the bridge
I am over the water
And I am scared as hell
But I know there’s something better
Yes I know there’s something better