I’m just waiting for this mental breakdown to happen already. Once you hit rock bottom there’s no where to go but up.
The best people in life are the ones that make you feel at home even when we’re not. The ones that put us at ease after a long day. Even if we’re a little awkward around them, they don’t seem to mind. The ones that we can have an easy going conversation with about anything and everything. We just enjoy talking to each other and having each other’s company. When they look at us, their eyes light up, they laugh at our jokes, and give us a big full hug when we have to part ways. We may be in an unfamiliar place and thousands of miles apart but a simple message from them can make us feel at home again.
These are the people that make life worth living.
My anxiety is growing more and more everyday.
Trying really hard not to break down.
I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.
It’s crazy how different life was around this time last summer. It’s even crazier to see how much things have changed from the beginning of this summer. Life changes quickly, but that’s just how it goes. All we can do is make the best of whatever situation we’re in. This summer was filled with a whole lot of lessons, mistakes, experiences, and memories. Overall, I would say it was a good one. Now it’s time to take everything I’ve learned and put it to good use during my final year of undergrad. ‘Til next time summer.