Very true words.
‘I wake up tired these days.’
I’ve made this statement so many times it’s beginning to feel like an anthem- if it isn’t already. These past few months have been hectic. I sleep so little and wake up with heaviness that can move mountains- stinging my eyes.
There’s just so much to be done. And the time never seems to be enough. School work piles up so much they begin to fall into each other and we are left standing at the center of the rumble.
We complain about the stress when we bump into each other, when we’re waiting in a queue, when we’re finishing off the last paragraph of an assignment. Somehow it finds its way in our conversations but probably because it’s real, almost tangible, strangling us at the throats. And when I sink into bed at the end of a long day, there’s a constant cry…
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