I miss how it used to be when life was simple, when I'd take naps in the afternoons on a cold winter day, when we'd go out for frosty's. I miss the days that seemed to last forever, and the days when I felt like I could do anything. I miss coming home every night and writing, and the long drives when I could afford the gas. I miss feeling invincible, I miss feeling sane, I miss feeling like I can do anything. I miss going home and making dinner, and the nights when I'd just sit at the desk looking out at the city pass me by. I used to feel rested, I used to have days off to spend with my grandparents, and evenings just sitting at the riverfront with no where else to be.
And while I have enjoyed every step of the way till now, right now I feel so tired. I feel so burdened, so rushed, so pushed, so manipulated. I love what I'm doing and I love where I am going, but being so young, I feel like I am pushing too hard sometimes, like I'm pushing more than I should. Life just gets keep getting busier and busier. It gets more hectic with each day that passes and I feel like I'm running from one place to the next. I need to stop and breathe and take a moment for myself. I need to come home and just hug you and smile, I need to take a nap when I can and I need to write at night. And sometimes it seems like there is no end in sight, sometimes it seems like this will never work. But then again, sometimes hope is right around the corner.
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