i feel like i'm in a state of limbo these days, i'm constantly out and about doing something - but i don't feel like i actually am. it's like i'm just floating in this hazy phase of nothingness, trying so hard to inject some meaning, albeit little, but trying still.

i don't even know why i did certain stuffs i did recently. it feels as though i'm tired from always trying to find meaning in everything, that i just give that novelty up entirely. and when i meant entirely, i meant every single nuances of it. and it's such a pity.

with bouts of regrets