An Existential Exhaustion
I am so tired. It feels like there are days and weeks in a row where everything is the same and everyday I wake up I just feel... tired. I feel like I'm in a washing machine that's constantly going on and on with no end in sight of being done or fresh.
Is this my existence? I know I have so much to be thankful for, I am grateful for it, but there has to be something more, right? Everyday I wake up and I eat the same breakfast, I sit down at the same table, open the same laptop, and continue to study. I've mentioned I'm in London now, but how could I be in a whole new different environment and still be doing the same thing. It seems like people are doing something everyday, why am I not? It's not like I haven't been out and about, perhaps my expectations are too high, that I expect something magical or just different to happen when I'm going out into the city.
Maybe its the weather that has me like this. No sunshine or light to make me feel excited, I'm sure I'll be better on a sunny day. It's probably more so because I'm on a tight budget as an international student with limited capabilities of exploring or having fun. There has to be more to this though, right?
✌🏾 ~Brown Bunny 🤎







