it feels like all momentum is gone. everything I try to do can't propel me forward. and i'm stuck. I should be studying. I should want to finish this thing that is my life but I can't seem to get a grasp of the slippery thing. so I hide in frivolous shit, hoping that its a distraction from this emptiness. I hide so well, I think I lost who I was, now I sit. here in this place. hoping for some sort of ending. trying not to think too hard about anything except the distractions.