It’s almost time, I can see the end of the sand a streak of green on the horizon. I’ll be coming out of this dessert soon, leaning on my beloved. 29 days left till summer vacation and then it won’t be long before I’m headed back state side. Parts of me are loathed to leave and others can't wait. But mostly I feel torn between the two. Thinking to much, a bad habit I've had since for as long as I can remember. Feel as though the pressure of it all has turned my brain to mush, like apples in a pressure cooker. Been sick lately can't seem to get rid of the last bit, wish it would just come or go.
Emotions flying fortunatly I know not to pay to much attention to my feelings they are very untrustworthy. Feelings are still very real things and I've felt rather abandoned and unloved lately. But there's hope in sight and I'm holding onto the threads, praying they don't break.