Cracktacular!

I broke down at about 11:45 last night. Grabbed the keys, walked through the rain, got in my car, grabbed my book, started reading. I did manage to have some self control and only ready about 20 pages then crashed. See, I'm improving.

Will Power

So I have managed to keep the crack in my car. I'm currently reading a book that I need to finish first....Wow, if I could use this will power for other aspects of my life, things would be different.

I Couldn't Take It!

Try as I might, I couldn't stop myself from driving to an out of the way library for the next installment of literary crack!

I can't focus...

I have a new addiction.

Where Am I?

I'm feeling lost and not exactly sure of where I am. Or where I am suppose to be. Do you ever feel that way? Like you don't exactly fit anywhere. Like the odd piece of the puzzle that just doesn't match up. That's what I feel like.

Like you are not the version of you that everyone else sees and you just want to scream, "DAMN IT, that's not the real me! You don't know who I REALLY am. Why doesn't anyone see me..." Why can't I connect with what they see?

I need a road map. I need the fog to clear.