jan 6, 2022. 04:30am
so... i may have skipped a few days. sure. but what was i meant to say? you can't force thoughts, creativity or motivation
i have to do old people shit this year. i enjoy getting socks for christmas if any. when i want iced coffee, i drive myself to go get it, no longer begging my mother to take me. university is right around the corner. my chiropractor reminds me to study looking up. when did my toys get up and leave me? where did my bunk-bed go? when did make believe turn into frantic scrolling to calm my nerves?
i brace myself for it, i tell the world i'm ready and it believes it. but i'm not prepared. i dunno, i can't do it this year. last i remember was counting down the seconds until i turned 10. where'd that go?
reminiscing kind of sucks and i'm not a live in the past type person. but it's just strange. time is fake, i dont know anymore bro