Today, I felt the world cave in on me again.
After the longest time, only today did I sleep the entire day because I could barely open my eyes from having cried too much since last night. And only today again did I feel like I have no one but myself.
Only, my circumstances are far more different now than since the last. I'm no longer a teenager or a student who can afford to waste a day. I wasted today and I will carry its consequences tomorrow, and the days to come. And it will only continue until I stop being sad and start being productive, yet again.
Truly, when does it ever stop š

















