Yes, it bugs me a little sometimes. But I doubt a five minute pep talk would fix me up, and I don't think seeing a shrink would be a good idea. Mainly because there's no way I could do it without my mother knowing, and I really don't want to put her under any kind of stress. I know she would worry a lot.
So the only person who can fix me is me.
We'll see how that goes.
If I can muster up the effort.
I guess I'm still holding on to my passive lifestyle in the rapidly fading hope that time will fix me, or college, but we'll just see how things turn out, I guess.
I think part of my problem is also that I have so many things that I want to do that I end up not knowing where to start.
I do travel a lot, though. I'm going to India and Laos this summer. And I'm going back to Thailand for a week to see some friends of mine there.
Traveling is one of the joys of my life. Perhaps because I can forget my own world and immerse myself completely in another.
And I'm rambling again.