All my money is gone now. Thank goodness I don't own any credit cards or I would really be screwed. I had to resort to digging through the change in my car just to find 8 dollars in quarters. Then I spent that buying some gas so I could speed around in my car to no destination...

I'm stuck at home now because my car is out of gas and because it is icing/snowing outside!!!

Pacing

Pacing

More pacing

And now I realize how much of an idiot I am.

Hahahaha! That song...Bittersweet Symphony... We're so happy to be doing what we want but we don't know the consequences we're enveloping ourselves in.

I wish I could hold my concentration long enough to even do something as simple as read a book. I'm so freakin hyper with nothing to put my energy into.

Oh my gosh! That's a perfect metaphor/simile...whatever...

It's like I was an unstoppable train, packed to the brim, going at top speed and then all the fuel runs out. All the passengers (my restless energy and impulsiveness) are pissed off because they can't get where they want to be on time. The engineer (my conscious mind) is baffled at what he is supposed to be doing. The passengers finally get worked up enough that they exit the train. The engineer is all alone in an empty train. I am all alone with no more feelings, stuck inside my mind.