Firstly... they need a mood icon for restless. Some sort of pacing animal would be appropriate. Cuz seriously thats what I feel like, been feeling it for a couple days now. Like there is some feral creature in me pacing in a cage that is too small, its shoulders hunched, ears flattened, pacing, pacing... waiting.

Waiting for what? I dont know.

Im restless, winds of change have touched me and I have a need that isnt met, an itch that I cannot scratch and a mind that is boiling over with restlessnes.

I need something... a walk, to run till my breath burns and my legs feel like jello, to paint, to draw, to swim, to meditate, to go find a punching bag and wail on it, to talk, to sleep, to be alone, to be with friends... maybe all those things or none of them.

Oh poor little heart why do you swell with such desire, such burning for some untasted fruit I have not discovered, or perhaps have forgotten the taste of.

Last night I could hardly sleep for the longest time.

But why the irritation, the frustration the emptyness with things...
Is the frustration sexual, spiritual, mental, physical... *sigh* could be any of those or none of them or all of them

how poorly can one know themself than to not know what one wants/needs when their mind and body scream for something like a starving infant. Give give give... but what?

Grr, perhaps writing will help to fill the hole, that is what it is really a hole. And I, a vessel, am empty; asking to be filled, enlightened... comforted.

Perhaps it is just my own anxieties of late that are making me feel this way. So many things I worry, and so many things I want and cannot seem to achieve.

Grr, i need to get out and do something.

Bah!