Self awareness

I feel like I can feel, sense, see, too much. And be very aware of even the tiniest of details that I and other people are doing/saying. And time. And the little things people do. And now moments slip away, and turn into memories. And how I’ll think about them later.

I feel like rarely a day goes by without me zoning out. And I’m not sure how that makes me feel. But I try to be aware of time so I can be present and enjoy life and every moment, and not worry too much. I know I will miss times, moments, memories.

Self awareness can be a good thing, it can be a bad thing.

Like literally anything and everything, I swear by this, it’s a balance. A scale. A weight. A teeter totter…what’s that thing called?

Good: you won’t be annoying.

Bad: You’re overthinking and not enjoying life anymore. And too hateful and bitter.