b r e a t h e

Stop. Breathe. Just breathe. Inhale. Exhale. Simple? Right? No. Not at all. Not one bit.


As I quietly sit here, I try to tell myself that everything will be okay. Even though deep down, i'm doubting that thought. My fingers hit the keyboard softly, like a whisper. Everyone's still sleeping, except me. Thats something i've been finding to be quite difficult. I'm worried. Why am I not sleeping? Is something wrong with me? Or could it be that my days not complete? Or the simple fact that my mind just never stops. I am awake for a reason. I must be avoiding something. It's too hott. I often find myself lying in front of the AC, not remembering how i got there. I had lucky charms for breakfast, not very satisfying. But for the moment, it'll do. My mother is still asleep. She sleeps like a baby. Or atleast thats how it seems. Dad has already gotten up for work, poor guy. My little brother is snoring in the living room. He probably woke up, and fell back asleep to the t.v. He looks like an angel when he sleeps, despite his irittating pig noises. I'm trying to imagine my life without them. Without my dads obnoxious loud voice. Without my mothers sweetness. Without my little brother. It seems impossible to me. To live my life without these people here everyday? IMPOSSIBLE. Maybe moving to Massachusetts won't be so easy. But i know I need it. Over all, despite my unusual fatigue, I think today might just be alright.