running in circle

I had a hell of a week, and it's not over yet. I heard somewhere that yet is a quite sad word - today I understand why.

I'm somewhere in between. I don't really know whether I have started something, or whether I have just finished.

I haven't seen my friends for a while now, and I keep asking myself, when am I going to find some time to have a coffee with some of the closest ones. When I'm not working, I'm sleeping. And more important, when I do work, everyone else is sleeping. It's hard. I fell like I'm loosing my life purpose, and I'm not sure if I ever was sure what exactly that is. I need to do something good!

I want to adopt a dog - and I'm thinking why would I do that - when I'm not quite sure if I'm going to be able to take a proper care about myself.

I keep thinking that some people much easier deal with everyday problems, easier than me.

My body is so tired, my mind is confused, and still I don't think I'm bad. At least I don't feel bad.

I just need some order in my life.

It's hard, really hard.