but she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart thinking 'if there's nothing missing in my life, then why do these tears come at night?'
it's not that i'm sad, per say... it's more like i'm not satisfied with how things are in life.
it's along those lines of 'why do some people suffer more than others?' and 'who gets to decide how this person's life will be this way or that'
eh... it's just not fair, i tell ya.
i try not to think of such things cuz it gets me down.... then again, perhaps it's good for me.
perhaps the reason why it upsets me is because i really need to do something about it.
yah.
can you tell? it's been awhile since i've had an actual conversation about something of substance.
I'm going to set some goals for myself. but i'm not going to tell you what they are.
according to don miller, who actually heard this from a lecture, sharing your goals with the public actually makes achieving it seem less fulfilling. It takes away part of the feeling of accomplishment i guess..
ho hum.
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