Asphalt road.
A road that is never ending.
An endlessly lonely road yet many choose to take up such a path including me.
Everyday thoughts of "what am I going to do next" pops up.
Isn't this suppose to be a holiday?
A holiday down an asphalt road. How ironic.
Second guessing myself isn't a good idea right now but I am really stuck in the middle of nowhere.
Come to think of it, I'm no different from the rest.
Following what the others want me to do.
And the next question pops up.
Then what?

Shucks. I really want to write all of this messed up feelings out and lay it down somewhere for me to consider and sort them out into categories.
It'll be kinda cool to be able to dissect whatever feelings I have and think about why I'm feeling this way. Currently, this idea is not progressing well but it is sort of helping I guess.
I don't even know what I'm typing this time round.

Sighpie.