jungle juice

I can't find the words to describe the way I feel. Or maybe, I just can't find the words to say. It's a weird mixture of feelings that only leads to one place: uncertainty. I don't know why they've mixed. I didn't do it on purpose, I swear. It just happened, and it's consuming me. The worst part is... I don't know how to tell you. How to alert you. You see the signs, but you don't really see behind them. They all seem to be superficial quirks that will untie themselves, but the mix is so much weirder than that.

So, I guess I just want to say that it's hard on me. I can't find the solution because I can't quite pinpoint the cause of it.

There are good things and bad things in there, but the affects of the bad are more prominent in the present than the affects of the good. But the good is coming, right?