I'm Crashing but I'm No Wave by 19EarthtoBella83, literature
Literature
I'm Crashing but I'm No Wave
It's the last day of the second year and tomorrow I'm waking up to the first of the third.
It seems I'm asking myself how I ever got here with more frequency coupled with a slight hint of confusion. Last night felt like I hopped from one plane to another. I just wanted to laugh that was all. But I couldn't, and save for a few peaky conversations with random people, boredom would've snapped my head in two. I just wanted to laugh. I just wanted to laugh.
I just didn't want to be subdued and wistful because the two always lead me into thinking sullen, worrisome and fruitless thoughts. Like what they're doing to me right now.
I'm amazed