itsoursong

One in the morning, body numb with medication, mind alert with exhaustion.

Its been another weird day, another odd monday, another week thats begun and will sooner or later come to an inevitable end. The days to go home are slipping by fast, too fast for me to digest one more change, to get used to a house and parents and family and belonging once again. And it'll be a good change, but its going to be one more mental toil on a mind thats already seen a fair share of not very great moments this year.

But hey, Ive run out of clean clothes and couldnt be fucked to do laundry so going home is really needed.

Im sick like theres no tomorrow. Temperature here is hitting -20 right now, with no sign of snow. I so should have gone to school on the West coast, or even the East coast. Bloody Midwest will be the death of me. I slept through all my classes and shut my phone off, I become bitter and antisocial when im sick. You were amazing today, coming to check on me, going out to buy me medicine, screaming your head off when you saw me sneaking out for a smoke later. I hit a delusional moment today, somewhere in between dinner and the 'its like wheres waldo' comment. I laughed for 2 hours straight.

Then I stopped breathing, but thats okay.

This post has no reason, ive run out of eloquence. Lifes too fast paced here to warrant reflection and thought. Im speeding through, you might as well just move of the day.

A cigarette at -20 weather = a bad idea but one im going to indulge in anyway.