Well, I didn't write about AROC in the end, and I don't feel like writing anything about it.

I feel... spent. It's not a very comfortable feeling, and I'll steal the words of Bilbo and claim that I feel like 'butter spread over too much bread'. Between school, AIESEC, and family, I don't seem to have much time for myself anymore. In fact, if I had a choice I'd just retreat and just... be for a while. Though this sounds impossible, but I've actually haven't sat quietly and stayed with myself for a bit. And I wish that I could do all of this without feeling guilty.

Natasha and I were talking once, and she mentioned that she enjoyed talking to me because of all the time that I've been in my head. Well, I haven't been there recently, and it's really chafing at me. I guess it's because I'm an only child; I spent so much of my time alone that it's the most comfortable place I can think to be.

But I know that out there there are friends who want to talk to me, and duties that have to be done, and schoolwork that is piling up.

So I venture forth again.