I can’t sleep. I’m anxious.
When I was younger, I was so… expressive and weird and open for anything. I keep feeling that as I get older, little bits of my personality keep rotting and dropping off. It’s as if parts of me are missing and I fret about not being able to recover them. There are even times when you’ve pointed out that I immediately shoot things down without first taking the time to consider it.
Do people just get “bland” as they get old? I don’t think so, but at the same time I feel as if that’s exactly what’s happening to me.
Perhaps I’m over-thinking things. I’m going to lay back down now.