Missing you

I hate not doing anything. It makes me think of weird things, sad thoughts, and bad memories. It makes me want to pick fights. It makes me crabby. It makes me unreasonable. Not doing anything makes me miss you a lot. But unfortunately, it makes me miss someone and some things from my past. Doing nothing may be a blessing for some but it’s actually a torture for me. Worse, it makes me wait. And i hate waiting. Honestly, I can’t even think sensibly right now. I can’t think and sometimes, well, in this case, I just want to stop thinking.