I feel like I’ve been thinking about thing — everything — really hard lately. Not like in a in decisive state, but a sad, reflective one.
I just feel like I put my all into a lot of things and I’m not entirely sure that I get it back.
And sometimes I know I can’t put my all into everything…like right now…full-time grad school, an internship and work.
But, my whole heart is always there.
And I don’t know, I think I’m probably pre-conditioned to feel isolated and unaccomplished always and forever, but where is the return?