Lately the only thought that comes to mind is I seem to be waiting. Whatever it is I'm waiting for, I'm not quite sure right now. But it just feels like a lot of waiting, a lot a lot of it.

I feel tired and restless at the same time. It's a sort of bothersome kind of thing that I can't seem to get rid of.

I haven't thought much about comics lately. I think it's my inability to focus at this point in time. I feel that I should be more distressed over it, but even so. Being distressed over it won't help solve the matter so I merely end up being quite indifferent about it all, which isn't that good either.

Feeling impatient and calm at the same time, it seems a bit like an oxymoron to me. But it can't really be helped, or at least not in a way that I know how to.

The best thing I can do right now is not worry. And again, I'm in that strange mode of worry and not worrying.

I could just be hopeful yet hopeless?