My hands hurt and will be falling off anytime soon. Nothing new about that.
I find it hard to sleep and focus these days.
I feel too much and I'm as confused as never before. That'll always be my weakness.
I'm still bloody impatient.
Oh, but the worst and the crappiest? I over-analyse. Damn!
I get pissed off at retards. Why are there so many??
My hands. Again. Why would the clinic not answer?! What if they were literally falling off?
I still have a bunch of pretty fucking awesome friends.
I keep on discovering pretty fucking awesome music everyday and that makes me feel VERY good.
I trick myself to feel better. So yeah, I'm good at tricking my mind and good for me!
I've come to learn how to care less and enjoy more.
I create more.
I have exciting projects to look forward to.
I have exciting GIGS to look forward to!
I'm getting fitter. Not fit :)
Mhmm... that was a lot of me, me, me. But then again, hardly anyone reads this, so who cares!