Can't commit to shit...

Yep, that's me...I can't decide or commit to anything. Fuck...I hate that about myself.



I've been thinking about this blog for some time. It's a great place to express myself...or the parts of me that are too afraid to express themselves in my everyday life. I thought about moving to my space because this method seems kind of dated.



On the other hand it looks like there are a ton of new features and I just need to invest some time in getting my blog up to snuff.



I guess in my heart I want someone to read this. Someone to tell me I'm not fucking crazy and they feel the same way sometimes...but the true purpose is for me to type what I'm thinking with no regrets. Isn't my space for meeting people and networking?



Any how...I'm feeling like a stuffed sausage right now...isn't that fucking hot? Seriously...I have to get back into my exercise routine. I've been working so much I feel so exhausted when I finally get home...I don't want to do a thing.



I have lost motivation to even commit to doing things I enjoy. I know what your going to say and I'm not fucking depressed. I think...I'm just worn the fuck out. I don't think it's normal to be this worn out though at 31. I should be in my prime here or some shit.



Anyway I don't feel prime. I feel numb. So this is my official non commitment to shit...and I'll leave it at that.