Someone asked me if I was creative. Hmm. I used to be. But I don´t know where it all has gone. Sometimes I think I´ve changed so much in the past few years that I can´t even recognize myself. It is sad, really. I have always been good with my hands. I like to learn new things by doing. So, I´m not very theoretical. Life just goes on and I go with the flow. I have to stop believing someone else but myself will change my life the way I want it to be. If I only knew what I want it to be. I guess it´s normal for someone especially in my age. Or what if it´s not the age? What if it´s only an excuse for ¨behaving¨ like this. Who knows. Can I ask? I feel much better now, I went to the pharmacy and got the spray. Ahhh... I can breath! It´s almost 1am and I have to be up in less than 6 hours. What the hell am I still doing here??