currently its a water-whirl of emotion and infectivity. If it wasn't enough that this semester is going ahead like a freight train with me running my hardest behind to keep up, I hit a road block. They still don't know what it is but somewhere some virus is trying to attack me in the best way it can find.
Exhausted I'm facing the last weeks of semester and feelings are overwhelming me. The times to come that I'm avoiding are looming ahead like a tsunami and the wind in my face and breathing down my throat is laden with the thickness of water. I'm drowning. Perhaps because I have no energy to fight the water's pull below me. To top it off in my lashings against the current i lashed out at the girl who shares this house. Typical for a woman of her mold its world war three in her eyes while all i'm trying to do is live day by day and keep my head above water with what little energy i have left.
In my carefully planned out ordered world it has turned out to be chaotic anyway. I just hope I can find a buoy to cling onto and relieve the never-ending fight. My boy does offer some comfort though; my buoy with the clattering bell.
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hang in there. on the home stretch. light at the end of the tunnel.
if it is not a challenge, what worth does it have? =]
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