Time

My birthday is in a couple days and I genuinely don’t care this year. I feel so lifeless, I might not even bother going to dinner because none of this matters. This isn’t where I expected to be at my age, so I just give up tbh. I can’t even pretend to be ok anymore. I feel such severe anxiety when I think about time I could just pass out.

Quote of the day

“There is a sadness in this world, for we are ignorant of many things. Yes, we are ignorant of many beautiful things — things like the truth. So sadness, in our ignorance, is very real. The tears are real. What is this thing called a tear? There are even tiny ducts — tear ducts — to produce these tears should the sadness occur. Then the day when the sadness comes — then we ask: “Will this sadness which makes me cry — will this sadness that makes me cry my heart out — will it ever end?” The answer, of course, is yes. One day the sadness will end.”
Log Lady, Twin Peaks (1990)