cold and reluctant
Masquerading as a normal person day after day is exhausting.
TypeC: Adventures of an Introvert
Fe-Se related frustration....
“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings -- always darker, emptier and simpler.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
mentally: i am thoughtful.
emotionally: GPS tracking device says I am at 17, 89, 4.
Going for one job, and then falling ass backwards into another one (at the same company) that actually relates to my degree.
I'm finally going to get paid to write. So, I'm feeling FUCKING AWESOME.
Terrible things happen to good people every day.
Consequentially, I am not one of the good people.
I am one of the terrible things..
Drained and blueish grey.
With dreamers, pure and simple, the imagination remains a vaguely sketched inner affair. It is not embodied in any aesthetic or practical invention. Reverie is the equivalent of weak desires. Dreamers are the aboulics of the creative imagination.
A bit drained from taking care of my sick INTJ.
A bit bored at work. Trying to count my blessings.
also...lonely. A little lonely.
scared that i have ms or hypochondria. I keep losing my balance and i couldn't get my leg to work earlier.
Excited. A day stretches before me with a world of possibilities to explore.
Annoyed and unmotivated