Birthday feels.
As I type feeling time passing bye 5 minutes after the day of my birth I feel a little empty inside. Feeling like I'm not fit to be. The fleeting life of myself has begun. I flinch at the fact how just feeling like yesterday to last month I was ready to finish high school. Now.... I'm working at something I care about but don't really love. How do people survive and yet not feel Thier youth and time is ticking away. Has the media finally getting to my head about age and time? Do I feel like not having a partner is making the time go to fast. How do I stop to smell the roses when I know the texture of the petals the seasons in which I know them best? How do I know I'm making things happen for myself? Why am I so caught up in the future that I can't breathe in the present and prevent my hyperventilation. When is the clock of my death going to strike? Am I making the most of my time? Why am I so caught up? I'll be better in the morning soon I'll rest and be comfortable in the dreams, and when I wake I will realize I feel utterly alone.



















