can one ever relax? i finish what needs dong when i look around the house then i do the things that dont need doing but i do them anyways. i grow impatient under these circumstances and displeased at the simplest things around me now. i am sure that every second of every day is filled from. wake to rest i am sure of this. i dont know why id do the things i do other than out of impatience and boredom. i grow tired now though and i wonder when i will be done with all the work i make for myself. one day, and this is a goal for life, i pray that i will wake up, rise from bed, think unto what i have done and be happy with the accomplishments, knowing that nothing else can be done in my power. thatll be the day right? right now i just miss my love, so i stay occupied and keep moving to.
tim.