Does anybody besides myself ever have those ridiculous moments where the inner you hates the outer you because the outer you is making you as a whole look like a dumby, a biatch, or completely out of character. Um- theme of the day! Chatty kathy or more appropriately chatty katy had no filter.
This is what happens when I come back to "civilization" after immersing myself in the woods. I lose the inner-reflection, I forget to tell myself to slow down and think about things, and then feel like poo for apparently no reason until I make myself sit down to figure out that I am indeed mad...at myself. I need to take a walk.
This is what happens when I come back to "civilization" after immersing myself in the woods. I lose the inner-reflection, I forget to tell myself to slow down and think about things, and then feel like poo for apparently no reason until I make myself sit down to figure out that I am indeed mad...at myself. I need to take a walk.
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