I'm tired.
I don't mean just tired from the lack of sleep. I mean that I'm tired of trying of having to keep trying.
Trying and failing.
And I have this sudden longing for a hug.
I'm stuck. Stuck in this mad rat race of materialism. What happened to the simple joy of lying on grass and staring up at the sky without a care in the world? I've lost that and I miss that.
But as they say, hang in there. I don't have a choice.
Back to completing my ELL essay.