I had taken breathing for granted
I have been meaning to update this for about a week now...
I have had no time to beathe- no freedom from stress
Summer is over, and I want my life back
First week of school- and like this already? What am I getting myself into this year?
But, today I am getting caught up. I stayed home and slept and finished my Lit stuff, and it is incredibly nice. Then I have to go turn it in today, go to practice, and rush to work- work all weekend. I must enjoy my peace while I still can.
I think my body and my mussels are feeling a little better now that I have some sleep and my mind is more stable. Running was hell yesterday- it better not be today
School is actually good despite its stresses. I like my classes- I just wish I had more time.
Time is my worst enemy.
And I havn't even had time to vent my horrors into this lovely journal.
I almost died last night- rest was necessary.
And breathing- breathing is nice. So is sleeping.
Could you let me go back there again? The ocean- and walking as slowly as the time moved. And the fields and the freedom and the way that made me feel. And the boat, and the water, and the wind- and watching the sunset every relaxing evening, wishing I could stay. Does the sun still set anymore? I'm sure it rises far too soon after.
I was never too bored or too busy- time was balaced enough to let me do what I wanted to and what I need to do. Oh, summer- I miss it so much now- I had forgotten how great that was. It doesn't even matter how I had to wake up and run and do some summer reading. It was fun and relaxed, and it was mine.
Exhale.
I have had no time to beathe- no freedom from stress
Summer is over, and I want my life back
First week of school- and like this already? What am I getting myself into this year?
But, today I am getting caught up. I stayed home and slept and finished my Lit stuff, and it is incredibly nice. Then I have to go turn it in today, go to practice, and rush to work- work all weekend. I must enjoy my peace while I still can.
I think my body and my mussels are feeling a little better now that I have some sleep and my mind is more stable. Running was hell yesterday- it better not be today
School is actually good despite its stresses. I like my classes- I just wish I had more time.
Time is my worst enemy.
And I havn't even had time to vent my horrors into this lovely journal.
I almost died last night- rest was necessary.
And breathing- breathing is nice. So is sleeping.
Could you let me go back there again? The ocean- and walking as slowly as the time moved. And the fields and the freedom and the way that made me feel. And the boat, and the water, and the wind- and watching the sunset every relaxing evening, wishing I could stay. Does the sun still set anymore? I'm sure it rises far too soon after.
I was never too bored or too busy- time was balaced enough to let me do what I wanted to and what I need to do. Oh, summer- I miss it so much now- I had forgotten how great that was. It doesn't even matter how I had to wake up and run and do some summer reading. It was fun and relaxed, and it was mine.
Exhale.