Circle

    When I really sit down and think about it, I have a good life. I have friends and family who care about me. I have nice things (to me they are nice at least). I'm not completely broke I get enough to get by on, and I know people who would offer to help if I honestly needed it.
    I think that even if your life is going good, your entitled to times where you are just down. Because we are humans with emotions, and I know personally that life is crazy, unpredictable, and sometimes unfair. We have fears, doubts, regrets, but we do somehow have to get past them eventually, but blocking them and setting them aside won't work that is just not dealing with the problem and it will be there waiting.
    I wonder sometimes, why do I get this feeling of loneliness at times? It just comes from nowhere, and I don't do anything that should trigger it. It just comes and goes as it pleases. I want to be someone one day, I want to be famous, or at least someone who is known of. I want my writing to get me there. But, some of the doubts are that I'll never amount to anything. Others are that I'll be alone, isolated, abandoned. Then one is that I'll be forgotten.
    But then I start to think how well my life is going, and it just keeps going round, and round like a circle into the late hours of the night.