un tas de conneries

i must do something about this 5x3 confinement i find myself in.
sometimes i feel that i'm all to blame for being where i am right now.

i haven't been very brave at all.

and nothing justifies my staying here anymore. and when i make an attempt to do so i secretly blush knowing full well that my listener is buying none of it. i don't even believe in what i say because deep down this is not where i want to be.
i've gotten too comfortable. i need change. i need to be someplace else. so that i don't feel so dead in the inside.

or maybe it's just hormones.