wow, a post...

mood: meh, disappointed, aloof, and listless
music: the stillness that comes immediately before it snows

I don't really understand myself. And I haven't for the past few weeks, though I finally acknowledged it just recently. Classes are pretty much over, save for finals. Assuming I continue with how I'm doing, I'm getting a C+, B, and maybe A- in my classes. And I'm okay with that. Which just means another thing in my life shrugged away into history.

It feels like my motivation has been stolen somehow, some time ago, when I wasn't looking, probably in my sleep or something, like my wallet was, just recently. And the funny thing is that I'm not in a rush to get it back. I keep thinking that I'll get it back eventually, even though I know inside that the rest of my existence depends on my motivation to thrive, physically, mentally, intellectually, emotionally. There's just some sort of mental block that is keeping me from being at my fullest potential. Or something like that.

I just don't understand.

Did you notice how I'm not myself? I'm even capitalizing properly. Weird...