It's strange for me to wake up this early during the holidays, especially after playing basketball for four hours. I woke up at seven this morning because of some nightmare, but I can't really recall what actually occurred in the dream. The only elements that I remember from the dream are death and loneliness. It was a dark dream, both in its context and its meaning. I know I'm troubled by something right now, but I don't believe that something so simple would shock me.
Things aren't going very well for me today. I've been doing so many chores and I'm getting a little frustrated at my mom. I really don't like how she want to control every little detail about my life and I hate how she tries to exert her control.
There are several other reasons that constituted my bad day. I'm not gaining any weight and it's almost the end of the holiday. My skin is also getting too dry and there are wounds all over my hands. I don't like how the day is going, I just want to go to bed.
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