Three Months In

This year has not been good to me. It is only March, and I did not think that it could get worse than 2016 but it is. I am an American, but the tension in the country doesn’t concern me at all. It will die down, eventually. How long it takes does not matter to me. My problems are internal, in my head where they stay and rot until I’m forced to clean them out or else maggots shall find their way in. I am tired.

One thought on “Three Months In”

  1. Your description says: “Currently trying to get her head out of the clouds.”

    My dear, are you even up in the clouds to begin with? Read my journal day 130 where I ask my boss for a raise, to see what only seeing clouds is like.

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