the real sex in the city

i remember seeing ads for sex and the city back in 1999, i guess it was, thinking, "they should look at my life." i just watched 6 old episodes of sex and the city, realizing, "i definitely did not sleep with that many people." i just had that ego thing thinkin i was hot shit or something. and now i'm like carrie, but with much cheaper shoes and not as many men. and now here i am, rethinking and thinking everything, not really sure where i'm going. i'm feeding my cat and getting sick and wishing i had someone to care for me when i was sick and going to work and going to bed (with just luna) and running and writing and erecting barriers and researching everything too much and slacking on my homework...and i wonder, really, what is life all about?