Taking it hard like I knew I would.

I've been having a lot of trouble just sitting down and listening. Listening to anything. Listening to TV, music, or people. It's not that I can't focus, I just can't pay attention knowing that there are so many things that have to be solved. I'm not at peace. I want to say it's because there is something wrong in my life, or that the stress of school (and success..) is hatching away at me. But it's not any of that.

I'm at a loss, a stump.

It's hard to figure it out. It's not my music choice. It's not the compassion of others. It's not the way people are drawn away from me. It's not unwittingly losing 3hrs of sleep a night due to an increased metabolism after strenuous exercise. And it's definitely not a burn out. It's because I'm a whinny bitch that needs to just to my thing.

I want to do the poetry contest, I think it already passed, but I still want to write a poem. A poem about anything. So watch out for my less than appalling poetry that might spring up on twitter or here.

I like spring weather.