Youthful Days

Sometimes I miss those days of youthful exuberance, when I was so passionate and so hopeful about what the future might hold. There were moments of intensity, times of romantic interest or even strong devotion toward people I never thought would have the slightest interest in me, especially since they held high positions or social status, like CEOs and the like.

But now, those days exist only as memories. Sometimes, it’s enjoyable to look back and remember them.

Most people I’ve shared my story with find it hard to believe, but yes, it did happen at some point in my life.

Now, it's just tiring existence a lot of times that I hold on to exhaustion to numb out any feelings that may make me more miserable than I already am. I live on exhaustion on daily basis. I prefer it rather than feeling or absorbing all the negativity that others (like those at work) seem to spread.

I just try to find happiness in the simple things. I am just a simple person yet, it's so hard to find happiness in such a place where they hold it against you. But yeah. I appreciate little things. Little good things.

I'm just blabbering at this point. I'm just tired. Still have tons to do. Blah.