15 June 2005


The temperature finally dropped from the 80s to the mid 60s today, so there was no excuse not to work out, but I still didn't do it. Instead I've been mulling over my life, what it is, what I want it to be, and the deep chasm between the two; and how to reconcile the struggle when I'm an existentialist at heart. Any ideas?


  1. If you figure it out, let me know. I'm supposed to be grown-up, but I can't find my place yet. It's a frustrating thing.

  2. For the most part I find that I just end up with more questions, but who knows? Maybe one of these days...