Many Things
I'm scared of life. I don't know what to do next and I'm stuck at a crossroads and there's a big wonderful world out there full to bursting with possibilities and I'm terrified by it because I just know I'm going to do something stupid every single moment.
But I don't want to die. I really don't. There's just so many things I want to do that I haven't yet. So many books that will be left unread if I leave now. I can't even imagine being dead. But sometimes I think it must be better than this half-way living I'm doing now.
It's a new semester, so maybe I can do it right. Maybe my life isn't over before it's begun. Here's hoping. To Saint Jude, the patron saint of lost causes.
More people should ask me to write drabbles for them here. I'll even add more spots if that many people ask me too. I have serious writer's block and I'm hoping this will break me out of that.
But I don't want to die. I really don't. There's just so many things I want to do that I haven't yet. So many books that will be left unread if I leave now. I can't even imagine being dead. But sometimes I think it must be better than this half-way living I'm doing now.
It's a new semester, so maybe I can do it right. Maybe my life isn't over before it's begun. Here's hoping. To Saint Jude, the patron saint of lost causes.
More people should ask me to write drabbles for them here. I'll even add more spots if that many people ask me too. I have serious writer's block and I'm hoping this will break me out of that.