Things I have thunk

[nny]

* There is no narrative. This is it.

* You need to think about what makes you happy. Happy, not what feels good.

* Who am I when I'm not who I thought I was?

* Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

* What is there to love? Not in a cruel way, but in a 'all you do is whine' way. What is there to love in that? Need to be a happy first.

* How do people know how to make change? It feels like a secret no one's telling.

* Had my first sex dream. At 30. THIRTY. Significance: I never ever ever imagine myself as part of sex because ISSUES; I was part of the sex. Step forward?

* (Yes, my fantasies do not involve me ever. Even in my imagination that is inconceivable).

* The world makes no sense. The world makes no sense. The world in which I live MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE.

* I don't even know what my dreams are, how the hell would I go about chasing them? Head down, making money, bulling through, independent, misery misery misery.

* I was happier.