This summer has been eventful, cataclysmic towards my well-being. I find myself in contradiction, fighting to finish the schooling I have started, depending on the sources to which allow me to do so and yet grasping at the thought of independence. With the fourth of July waiting upon midnight, how "correct" to be writing this now.
I am distracted, consistently anxious and forlorn regarding the overall logistics and illogical maneuvers of life.
Such a simple sound that radiates from my cell phone and interrupts class. Twice. Two times this semester I have forgotten to do the one thing I always wonder how others do not remember. And now I am she, or he depending, who in the middle of a sentence or slight silent pause has to thumb through and find the small button that will cease the noise.
I am here, but hoping my thoughts can carry me otherwise, because in the moment I am overwhelmed.
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