it's the mornings spent at home that are terrible.
waking up to silence.

imagining the silence.

being enveloped by the silence.


i need to get out of this bubble i've chosen to place myself in.

i'm sick of thinking.
rationally.
everyone's entitled to emotional thoughts rite?
it's when these thoughts translate to actions that become a problem..



i wonder how much longer this will last..
each day i'm amazed at still being here.

i wanna go europe.