Grasping at nothing.

I feel like I'm grasping at air, grasping at nothing. I feel as though there are a bed of hot coals under my feet and I need to run but I'm glued to the ground. My body feels such a way that is making me slowly go insane.

I have determined through help of my 'life counselor' that I need to set a schedule for my day and stick to it, to make some things as though they are jobs and that I absolutely have to do.

It seems to be working, but now it's like I'm walking around my house looking for something to do and I can't think of anything. I'm so bored. I'm making activities out of thin air, and even that does not satisfy. It's driving me crazy.

Right now is a perfect example. I have things I can do - like read for next week's homework, read a book of my own, or watch tv or a movie. But it feels like I'm making things up, and it seems so useless.

I don't even make sense anymore.

Anyway, that's really all I have to say. I'm just trying to waste time until it's an appropriate time for me to go to bed. Not because I'm tired, but because I'm bored and that's making me tired.

Song of the day:
Carry me by Josh Wilson
Favorite lyrics:

"I'm at the end of myself
I know I've got nothing left
Feels like I'm stuck in the valley of the shadow of death
And I've been down here so long
I just can't find my way out
Oh God I don't stand a chance
Unless You carry me now "

Just because I like the way it sounds.