I feel like screaming to myself, 'What about me?' When would it be my turn ... But...maybe there's no use in pushing for it until the time is right...

...feels like I am reaching the point where I could lose patience... from one angle, it looks as if the whole world is trying to block me....

I am not in the mood to be told what to do but I can't avoid being influenced by other people's mood... everything seems to get to me...the cold...the rain...the sound of the rain...the footsteps...the footsteps in my dreams...