too often i fall into this sense of melancholy, where i feel as if life isn't good, but it really can't get any better than this. it's like being stuck in a very very large and wonderful glass cage, and it's dark outside but you just can't help imagine it being just that much better even though you know it's not true.
so here i am listening to bloc party (which is growing on me for some reason) at 1.30am trying to tell myself i should go to sleep and stop thinking, cos unlike most people, thinking is bad for me. i always end up making the decision i didn't want to make. that's what happens when i think.
keep telling myself that i'm happy, and that i am worth it.
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