Today I went and saw Shutter Island in Gold Class with Nat. It was great but the end of the movie was quite depressing. It's been quite stressful recently too. I've been fighting with someone I should never have a problem with. I was so stressed and worried last night that I may have had some sort of panic/stress attack, actually I don't even know what it was. All I know is it wasn't good and it scared the hell out of Nat. But things have been sorted out today and it's better.
At the moment I feel like I need to focus on myself. I've been so fragile and confused lately I don't know what to do with myself. I feel as if I don't know where I am headed and if what I am doing at the moment is even relevant. I always try my hardest to be carefree but maybe now that is the problem since I don't truly care for the direction my life is going in.
But that's enough deep and meaningful. I want to try and focus on the positive and draw from what inspiration and passion I have left.
Why can't life just consist of nothing but pretty pictures?