• Where am I?

    by  • August 12, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, Thoughts • 0 Comments

    My heart’s racing. No really.

    But that’s beside the point.

    Because my mind is going at about 380 miles per hour. Like crazy. And I can’t think. I can’t stop thinking.

    As waves and waves and waves of stress wash over me, I acknowledge them, but it’s not like it helps.

    I wait for you to come and rescue me, but you won’t. That would defeat the purpose, wouldn’t it? That would defeat me, right?

    Ah, my chest hurts a little. And I’ll just laugh it away because there are more important things.

    There is always tomorrow, unless of course there isn’t.

    What’s with this destabilizing fear?

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