I KNOW that something is wrong.......but I don't know what. It's funny how things eat away at you. Especially when you can't identify what they are, and why they're doing it. Maybe I'm lonely? Or just lacking hope as of late? Maybe some of both?
Whatever it is, I'm depressed.
Have been for a good while now. Typically, I suppose, I do well with hiding it. Or getting undepressed for a while. Or something. I don't know. It's hard to explain in it's own right, but I know there's something missing. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I know it's there.
I've often wondered what drives us to do the things that we do. Actually, I've more wondered on why do we feel the things that we feel? Logic, obviously, has FUCK all to do with it. Pardon my language. It just expressed it well. It's like silence at the right time punctuates words. In this medium, that's what it takes at times. *sigh* I digress... So why do we feel what we feel? Why do we love the things that we love, hate what we hate, fear what we fear? What makes us hope? What makes us despair?
When did we fall out of love?
When did we fall so far?
And why do these things mean so much to us?