the other day a friend mentioned that i contort and stretch and twist myself in a hundred different ways. i thought he was talking about the fact i was on my way to climbing at the gym and then off to soccer.. but he was talking about the 20 different obligations i’ve committed myself to doing. it caught me off-guard a little.. i know i’ve taken on a lot recently.. but is it obvious to even other people? am i over doing it? not that i would be surprised seeing as how i’ve felt like i’ve put myself on the rack these past few months.. it’s really funny to see myself like this: in my high school year book, i’m one of the only people without any organization or activity next to their name. i really used to do nothing.. and i loved it! same for college: aside from the outdoor pursuit center, i wasn’t a part of an group or club.. and considering the number of classes i skipped, it wasn’t my time in the classroom that kept me busy.. so what happened to that guy? from one extreme to the other..

and then, right after that, another friend mentioned that i’m obviously unhappy with what i’m doing. while i don’t think that’s exactly true, it definitely got me thinking: am i that obviously unhappy right now?

“i need to get better at hiding all this,” says the boy as he finishes his blog post.