you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
That’s called anxiety.
That explains at least half of my life then
why are people so caught up in romanticizing the past? romanticize the future. there will be robots and slightly more equality
I wanna sneak out in the middle of the night and drive to the middle of nowhere and lay on the roof of a car and stare at the stars