right track

November goes away quickly,
I don't know what to feel, to be perfectly candid.
I'm not sure where I am.
Don't be stupid, I know I'm at home, typing aggressively on the laptop's keyboard.
I meant in life. I don't know where I am in life. Should I be worried?
Some say I should, some say I shouldn't.
I don't know what to believe.
Letting my nails grow is such a challenge (i wanna fucking bite them all the time. too anxious to calm down. too frisky  to relax)
I've got this weird energy flowing right now. I'm not quite sure what it means.
There are days I could run a fucking marathon. My body tingles with the excitement.
Some other days I'm glued to the couch. Can't face reality. Can't think about myself. Need to be numb. Need to feel distant from my own self.
Nevertheless, I see the light at the end of the tunnel now.
I see things falling apart only to fall into place shortly after.
I can almost taste my own success, I can almost see myself thriving.
I've got all those feelings fulfilling and emptying me at the same time,
Feelings I can't quite explain. Feelings I can't quite name.
But hey, you know what? I think it's gonna be okay. I think tomorrow can be beautiful, for today we've had our share of ugliness.
The past is gone. I need to tell myself that more often.
But little by little I see the sun...
I guess I'm on the right track, then, right?