I don’t want to behave. School is starting in a
week’s time and I am still drunk on holiday mood. I don’t know if I just didn’t
want to deal with the stress, or simply because I am just plain lazy. Perhaps
they correlate. I don’t know. What I do know is this, if I want to graduate, I
have to dive into the books soon. Submerge myself in knowledge, catch the
fishes on my own and remember to surface for breaths of air for another year.
How tall am I? I am short. I feel short too,
especially with all these future responsibilities slowly creeping behind me. The
world may be out but it cannot get me. I’ll find a good deep hole and hide
inside. Hibernation. My eyes are heavy with sleep. Spring beckons me forth, but
I am not pleased.
Crossed arms,
Vonnie S.
Vonnie S.
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