Sweat. Tears. Or the Sea.
There's a quote that says "the cure for anything is saltwater: sweat, tears, or the sea." My mind, body, and soul are simply too exhausted for the first one, and while my heart and soul belong to the sea, I live nowhere near it. I suppose that means the cure for today will have to be tears. Complete heart wrenching, body shaking sobs that make me unable to breathe. And I can't give you a reason other than I feel like I'm unraveling. Clearly it seems that this has become the place for me to put down everything that I keep bottled up until it boils over. I just feel like I have no fucking idea what I'm doing with my life. I'm exhausted because I'm up at ungodly hours for my job and I'm to the point where I feel like I second guess every decision I make because I'm afraid I'm going to get in trouble or fired for something minute. I feel like a fucking failure because I'm 28 and still have no clue what I want to do with my life othe