Off the Wagon
When I was younger, little ideas would pop into my head. I would hear them and think to myself "That's a good idea" and then kinda/sorta ignore it. Little ideas... little voices... anxiety/nerves... all it/they was/were doing was trying to help me out. Trying to put me back in my lane if you will. Why did I ignore it... well, it didn't seem that cool. Cut to now. In the past few weeks, a lot has been thrown at me. Things I didn't even know would bother me (now/again/anymore).