Monday, March 9, 2015

LXXXVIII

But I don't. 

"So, this is my life. I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that can be."
-Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Maybe I'm writing this to find solace because Lord knows I need it. It's getting bad again, and I'm not sure how to deal with life. You'd think, as a young adult, I would have at least have some part of my life figured out. But I don't. Not one single part makes sense. Which reminds me, I got coffee with my friend Jake the other day, and he says nothing happens for a reason; it's all just chaos. And I'm not sure if I agree with him or not.