Oh wow. I have not written in a long time.
I am just going to update you lot out there.
Summer is nearly over.
I can feel the Autumn wind trying to seep into the warmth.
Especially as it is cold out and my mum left the door opened.
My hayfever is acting up so badly. Especially before I go bed. Feel like I cannot breath sometimes.
The headaches have stopped.
I have not isolated myself this summer.
Or spent all the time studying.
I am forcing myself to literally get out.
To meet friends.
To stay in sync.
I am happy.
A bit stressed.
It has been really cool. Though I feel like my childhood has gone already.
Like, what happened to those times when we would go Asda over school just because?
What happened to the times where I would write all those stories?
What happened to the times I would write poems about every little thing?
My creativity has dwindled.
Has dissipated somewhere in the atmosphere.
And I am plain and bland
like all the grey figures here
each day I feel more and more
pushed into despair
deep down in the core
I am tired
8 hours per night
day shows and is this and that
and this and that and this and that
and so much
I impose so much on myself.
However, stress and happiness can coincide.
I feel stressed in the library work experience
but I am happy to be with friends and people who are nice to me
and to just talk
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