Sometimes I feel like I'm a stranger in my own skin. Like the actions and thoughts that I produce aren't truly mine, but belong to something that has taken over my entire being. It's kind of depressing and I sometimes struggle to regain control, only to find that it will be taken away again soon enough. I find that I'm most comfortable in my own skin when I'm surrounded by people to talk to and laugh with and when I'm with Justin just snuggling and being completely surrounded by him and while I'm engulfed in a book or while driving alone for a long period of time listening to music at unnatural volumes. When I say this I'm not completely unhappy by any means, I just feel alienated from myself and what I do and see and think.

I also feel like I've got a cloud wrapped around my brain at times. Like I can't concentrate or think about anything but the simplest of ideas. I'm not sure if I should blame this on being burnt out or what, but I wish that it could be avoided. I want more than anything to feel as though I'm doing something of significant meaning in my life but I've yet to feel that way as of late.

My life is no utter failure but something needs to happen soon. I did have an opportunity to see, meet, and play 4-square with Rustic Overtones over the weekend. I'm really not in a bad mood.