I fell a long time ago, or maybe not so long ago depending on how you look at it. Either way, I'm still falling. I don't know when i will land or if i ever will. I've been experiencing a total loss of motivation in all aspects of my life. I always start off so determined to turn my life around and take the road less taken. Instead i end up exactly where i always am. Maybe its my fate to fail at these parts of my life so that i'll be humble later on. I don't need that though. I'm humble already. Humble to the point of self-loathing. This has always been so. The few experiences i do have in my life seem to be constantly spiraling out of control. There is something wrong in my mind.
I am completely neurotic with no end in sight.