Dear Diary,
Today was normal. No overthinking, no existential crisis. It was okay.
I was thinking if a water pipe has two holes if we close one the speed of water from the other would increase. So I was thinking which way am I releasing stress. Then while writing I noticed could my situation be like a pipette you know when you close one side water doesn't flow out of the other due to surface tension I think.
So if I compare myself to a pipette and the liquid as my emotions or anything I feel. When I close one hole in the name of self control? The other hole also seals up. So I end up unable to feel the happiness or satisfaction.
Why the hell am I comparing myself to a pipette?