Okay, so it`s not that I want to feel this way but I do. I have this inkling that my case is actually psychological, sadly. As much as I would like to deny the fact, I know that something is wrong when I feel irritated in public and completely relaxed in my hotel room. Maybe it`s my subconscious crying out, saying that I need independence in such a beautiful place. That maybe I need to change my view on things and that I`ve finally reached that peak of irritation--like an old lady yearning to be back in her own bed after one nights` stay at their grown child`s home. Of course all of this is ridiculous and overdramatic but if it`s bothering me so much it must be a sign. A sign for something; I haven`t found that out yet. Maybe I won`t "rest" till I do. What an absolute mess! How could such a shy child (me) turn out to be so mellowdramatic (the opposite)?
Set me free!
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