Follow on from the post before the last one
I lead a vicarious life.
I have read and heard so much and done and experienced so little.
Then there is Storm, my role play character and alter-ego, who has lived a life where she has seen & done everything risky and not given a shit and me on the other side of the coin who is scared and inexperienced and cares waaayyy too much.
It's wierd, I'm writing this stuff as if I'm in one of my depressive moods but at the moment I am fine. I am just mellow and just a bit tired *yawns*. I have too much work and too little time. Dammit.
I have read and heard so much and done and experienced so little.
Then there is Storm, my role play character and alter-ego, who has lived a life where she has seen & done everything risky and not given a shit and me on the other side of the coin who is scared and inexperienced and cares waaayyy too much.
It's wierd, I'm writing this stuff as if I'm in one of my depressive moods but at the moment I am fine. I am just mellow and just a bit tired *yawns*. I have too much work and too little time. Dammit.