be simple

i've had an as it is in heaven song in my head for the last few days.

the shaker's led simple lives.

sometimes i think life gets in the way of living. people get the point of being so busy that they stop living, stop thinking, stop caring, stop...anything.

i'm constantly doing this....the result?

i don't sleep. i don't see my boyfriend. i don't talk to my family. i don't do homework in a responsible way. i don't see my friends unless we schedule quality time together. i don't really care about anything. i simply run around attempting to accomplish things in a time limit.

this is unhealthy. yet it's how i've been since i can remember.

again. i say its unhealthy.

why do i do this - every semester i tell myself "i'll be good. i won't do so much. i'll say no." this fails miserably every semester.

don't get me wrong. i love all of the things i am involved in. perhaps that is my problem. i feel that love and sense of ownership and after that i cannot give it up. or i feel the need to help a friend (which i generally feel is more important that doing things for myself - like scheduling in sleeping or alone time).

i feel like this is not a problem that is confined to my life. why must we always be so busy? what does it accomplish? exhaustion? stress? sickness? a sense of accomplishment? a sense of fulfilling a responsibility? a sense of completion?

is it all worth it?