every day like it's something to pass.
i woke up after a twenty minute nap i never realized i was taking... you know the kind, where you wake up entirely unaware that you were asleep. it was already dark, and it was barely after five pm. i flicked on some bon iver and knocked back the rest of my sunny delight; something in the back of my mind hoped it would make the sun come back the way i remember it did in all the commercials growing up.
after staring out the window at the space needle glowing in the greyish darkened sky, i pulled myself together and realized "this is it". i'm getting somewhere, but i'm not there yet. i have a lot to do.
then i wondered, am i always going to be stuck in this feeling that i am always searching? is this a feeling that i should be pleased with? i washed some dishes and played the music that reminded me of the summer i felt freed. i grabbed my planner, packed a bag, and made a mental not to sit down and make a list of everything i needed to accomplish to hit a turning point.
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