things are just not right

there are things going on in my mind that can be explained without being explained.

then there are those other things that can be completely rationalized into something normal.

but right now, I don't know what the fuck to think. - about anything.

granted I'm in a state of chaos of sorts, but really?... really though? and all the while, I have to be able to time properly when the cat can be let out of my room before her owner knows she's in here. its a little too much for one person to handle alone.

man, when past employers of sorts told me their 20's were the worst times of their lives, they weren't fucking kidding. i can't even identify reality anymore.

and... as I am going these days, if im not dead within the next 3 years, i wont even know what to do with myself.

goodnight of sorts