for the past week, i've always woken up during witching hour and always excited about something. it's not the emily rose thing where blood drips from somewhere. it's more like anxiety attacks and the feeling that every bone wants to jump out of my body.
yesterday, it was the job interview for a position i really want.
today, it's finally going out and listening to the music i so missed.
i wonder what it'll be tomorrow.
Song of the Day: 3AM (by Matchbox 20)
She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway
But outside its stopped raining
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