The sooner I leave the better. I know that sounds rude but I’m so bored with everything at the moment. It’s like there’s something missing. I’ve not really spoken to anybody for two days as I just wanted time to myself. People say they hate spending time alone but sometimes it’s just needed. After the weekend I had, some time alone was refreshing.
It’s like I’m waiting for something to happen. I don’t know what. I mean, I went on the date and it was really nice. They want to go out again, I’m not sure. I’m waiting. Is it for something exciting? I don’t know.
My friends had a massive argument the other night. I stayed out of it. Easier that way. The next day they asked why they never see me get angry or annoyed anymore. I just told them that everything seems easier if you don’t think or question anything. I’m still not even sure what they were arguing about. I just walked off and did my own thing. Later, I returned to find that everything seemed to be sorted.
Also, talking to people has been boring as well. I haven’t slept well, maybe that’s why. Even when I do sleep, I have dreams that I confuse me. You know when you wake up and just think about the dream you’ve just had.