fredag 18 februari 2011


How is it possible to have so much worries in one mind.

For instance my flowers. So many have died this winter ( blame the window ), that I worry about my other flowers going the same way more sooner than later. But... it's not like I'm thinking about this all the time. I think about it when ever I'm taking care of my flowers.

Same goes for everything else. I don't worry about it unless I start to think about it. It's more or less ok during the daytime, but it turns into a mess when I go to bed. Because then I have nothing to distract my self with, so I start to think about anything and everything.

*Sigh* Stupid brain.

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