this too shall pass
I filled up the past two years of my life with one person, and then that person left. So there’s an uncomfortable feeling now of the last two years being ephemeral in some way, unreal, lost. Close to nonexistant. Like I went from being a freshman to being a senior with no transition in between. It’s a weird, difficult, desperate feeling - I’m very happy with my life the way it is now - but what happened? Like amnesia. I didn’t know this was possible, to lose time because it was tied too tightly to a shadow.
(you can see the moon rising from my window, and it's beautiful.)
(you can see the moon rising from my window, and it's beautiful.)