2011/06/12 § Leave a comment
Sometimes I wish I could wake up
and not feel that awful, familiar ball of gut wrenching dread at the thought of another day. Another day of smiling, pleases and thank yous, do this, do that, grin and bear it, ‘I’m fine’, ‘Get your head out of the clouds.’ Another day of the same people and trivial problems and meaningless chatter and everyone’s talking and no one’s listening and no one’s looking and no one sees anything. Another day of daydreaming about the futures, another day of feeling helpless and stuck. I wish that would all go away so I could just be free to travel, do what I want, think for myself, do something that scares me every day.