midnightmelody
nagging for truth
- MBTI
- infj
Today I was in an absurdly good mood. I felt carefree. Something about my dynamic completely changed. I wasn't a full-on Se...I didn't live completely in the present. I was still pensive. But I felt somewhat less bonded by something I haven't even approached yet.
I have said before that I am quite moody. Not much I can do about it.
It just happens.
Not bad moody, though. They do influence me heavily, though. They
do not necessarily influence my decisions, and I do not mean
emotional as in a stuttering, crying mess.
Today was special, though. I was less affected by some cloud over my head. Everything was just special, and yet nothing mattered. Rarely do I feel this unhibited. This may seem pessimistic, but I was well aware it would be short-lived (Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz, no?) The way my emotions took me...it was like a high. They really have that kind of effect on me. I just have to wait for them to pass. They are like weather. They are like drugs.
In short...I did something spectacular today. I am haunted by many phantoms in my life. I can't really help it. I'm not speaking literally, though. I just can't let some things go. I live so much in my head, that I forget closing a deal sometimes involves interaction. Sometimes you have to literally close a coffin to figuratively do so. It's archetypal in a way.
Today I told someone how I felt. It was raw and pure. The reaction was realistic, possibily even a little unfavorable. But I felt released. The phantom has left. I honestly thank whatever caused me to be in this state. I couldn't have done it any other mood. Behold, the perfect storm.
edit: I probably can help it, but only with patience. I can't "force" it. I like that word better.
I have said before that I am quite moody. Not much I can do about it.
It just happens.
Not bad moody, though. They do influence me heavily, though. They
do not necessarily influence my decisions, and I do not mean
emotional as in a stuttering, crying mess.
Today was special, though. I was less affected by some cloud over my head. Everything was just special, and yet nothing mattered. Rarely do I feel this unhibited. This may seem pessimistic, but I was well aware it would be short-lived (Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz, no?) The way my emotions took me...it was like a high. They really have that kind of effect on me. I just have to wait for them to pass. They are like weather. They are like drugs.
In short...I did something spectacular today. I am haunted by many phantoms in my life. I can't really help it. I'm not speaking literally, though. I just can't let some things go. I live so much in my head, that I forget closing a deal sometimes involves interaction. Sometimes you have to literally close a coffin to figuratively do so. It's archetypal in a way.
Today I told someone how I felt. It was raw and pure. The reaction was realistic, possibily even a little unfavorable. But I felt released. The phantom has left. I honestly thank whatever caused me to be in this state. I couldn't have done it any other mood. Behold, the perfect storm.
edit: I probably can help it, but only with patience. I can't "force" it. I like that word better.
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