it's like i've suddenly noticed that the sky is too perfectly blue and the clouds are too fluffy and white. i'm suddenly catching on to the fact that the colors are too vivid. surely, they cannot be real. surely, i've been a puppet on a string for the entirety of my life...what else could explain this sudden realization? we're all acting in someone else's play.
and i've realized that safe is just a state of mind. reality is what we tell ourselves to believe is real.
so, as long as i keep telling myself that my cheek isn't puffy (yay mouth surgery...NOT) and that i am not exhausted, and i am not spending all my time at work, and that my grades are not slipping b/c of the said work--then they aren't. and i'm going to keep floating along...not really knowing where i am, but going along with the activity corresponding to that specific place in time.
thanksgiving cannot come soon enough...i feel like there's no end to the amount of responsiblities and that the work is piled one tier higher than i can reach.
life happens.
sweeter dreams.
k
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