listening to florence and the machine, lovely stuff.
i feel a little transcendent, a little removed from reality.
escaping is nice, but it can't happen for too long. there's rent to pay. bills to take care of. health issues to worry about. parents to mollify. relationships to fix. journeys to arrange. apartments to clean. hair to dye.
mm, well, maybe it's not all that bad. but it's real, and it needs concentration when all i want to do is lie down and cry. i was reading about the menstrual cycle a few days ago, and apparently this urge to demolish is caused by withdrawal symptoms. when your body realises it's not pregnant it gets grumpy and dumps all your happy hormones. thus my screaming rages.
:D !
on a more positive note:
i'm being blessed with a beautiful kitten sometime next week. i'm hoping this will help calm me. i'm not naturally a nurturing person, so this will bring a good side to me.
and calm ayfa equals happy ayfa, which equals happy relationship.
also, i'm jaunting up to see coldplay this weekend. they should be good. i've been a fan since before i can remember, thanks mom.
i finally got diagnosed last week, after two years of incompetent doctors. so once i get all my tests sorted out, i should be well on my way to full recovery.
it's a pity i get so bogged down by the negative side of life.
