Something about this week. Everything is blah....
Food doesn't taste right, my clothes don't look right, and everything seems a little bit washed out.
Perhaps it's because I'd rather live closer to my family than I do (I often feel blah when I get home).
Perhaps it's because my research is so unpredictable (and Im currently working with someone that makes this even more so than when Im going my own way).
Perhaps I expect too much out of life.
Perhaps it's because I'm ready to move on...
Ready to do something different. Live somewhere different. Just be...different.
I think about this a lot. Doesn't eveyone think about it...at least a little...or am I the only one?
But to be different means letting everyone down. Once again changing my mind. It means not being "able to commit." Not even to myself.
And...is that actually a bad thing?
And while introspection itself is never a bad thing it might not be me at all. It might be that into each life a little blah must fall and its just my turn in the wheel.
Perhaps I'll feel better after a run...
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