Midnight Thoughts: Pissing me off

10th of June. 2 days till 24.  I woke up early, in a time period where it's always bright. And I hate the lack of balance in that. I hate a lot of the patterns I've been going through lately, of thoughts, in work, with the phone, with things.  I see this rage reflecting into damage that goes straight into me. I cut my hand breaking a plate.  Fuck everything. I didn't even care to record something about how I felt about turning 24 soon. Who cares really. I am what I am. I plan on writing a letter to myself or to my heart but even that feels like a waste. Or limiting. Maybe I could find something else to write about. Why do I think that doing that has any value or importance? Anyways, I'm going to be in Hamburg then. Let's see what I feel then.