I like being alone, but I don't like feeling alone.
Death or near death experiences are recently on the high.
And it's making me think a lot.
I might have been living life too safely.
If I die tomorrow, I would think about all the things I didn't manage to do, not the things I've done.
Side note, training after a long while felt good but my legs are almost breaking.
Sogurt half day off is tomorrow and I can't wait!
Have I lost all motivation?
This is a very fragmented post, my thoughts are all in a flurry.
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