Ever get that superbly worried feeling in the depth of your gut? I mean it could ultimately be nothing you're worried about, but the endless possibilities of it being something worth worrying about is just too taxing to ignore? Well yeah, had one of those today. I was caught in an hour long jam and i couldn't help but space out as i played out the possibilities of anything in my head, then came the package of slight panic, worry, occasional sudden breaks, difficulties in breathing, heavy chest yada yada....
And well... when it all comes down to it,
I ask myself again,
Why do i still bother?
The answer?
Because i still care.
Well you know what?
Caring's a bitch.
So why?
I ask myself again,
Why do i still bother?
The answer?
Because i still care.
Well you know what?
Caring's a bitch.
So why?
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