another day of stress and anxiety
As i sit here working on my essay, I feel an overwelming presence of anxiety and discomfort. More and more I grow desperate for a change of scenery. I really want to move. I don't quite feel comforbable with those around me at times. I mean it can be so hard to find a unifying topic of discussion. This leaves many moments of silence. It becomes unbarable not knowing what exactly to say.
I cannot wait until i finally have all that i need so i can just pack up and leave this city, state, and country behind (possibly forever). I don't ever see myself ever making a perminent home here. I hate it here too much to even give that a second's thought.
Life can be so hectic sometimes.
I cannot wait until i finally have all that i need so i can just pack up and leave this city, state, and country behind (possibly forever). I don't ever see myself ever making a perminent home here. I hate it here too much to even give that a second's thought.
Life can be so hectic sometimes.