Sometimes it's nice to just look up at the stars and feel insignificant for a while. It's like all of my worries suddenly vanish in the vast emptiness of the material world. I am nothing ultimately, and I take comfort in that. I take comfort in the fact that these horrid, rotten feelings deep inside me mean absolutely nothing in the grand scheme of things. They'll pass eventually, like everything else in life. Withered to dust, and scattered in the wind. That's not to say the good feelings will last forever, but at least they left good memories. I don't know, It feels like every step forward leaves me three steps back somehow. I guess all I can really do is keep trying and also appreciate the beauty currently in my life before it too withers to dust and scatters in the wind. I'm trying, I really am.
I wanna puke.
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