i dont know what the worlds gonna look like in a day or two. cant see it from my bedroom window.
is it going to make a difference? or at least enough of a difference to actually stir things up and begin the ripple of change? sometimes i feel like no matter how hard people try to resist, it's all futile because the choice isnt given to us in the first place.
i just cant get myself to worry about the senseless things as much as i try to distract myself? its all bearing down on me - it being the uncertainty of what will happen later, in a day or two. it's just a really weird feeling i guess cause we never had to think about tomorrow being so different from today.
but now, things are changing way too quickly.
it's so easy to get distracted with dumb memes and instagram posts and on some days i kind of wish i were, instead of feeling everything but still helpless.
on another note, i know that me being able to lie in bed and be angry and be frustrated is a privilege in itself because i dont have to worry where we'll get the food to sustain ourselves for the next two days. im sitting comfortably with two fucking wifi connections in an air conditioned room. somehow it feels like i'm not in the place to be so disheartened about it because all the worrying to me are just... concepts and theories and ideas. the experiences are not mine. somehow this also makes me feel bad.
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