I can feel this fear in every thing I do, every step I take, every move I make, I feel like I am this psychotic lunatic girl who is holding herself from freaking out by smiling and pacing and going crazy.

I am watching the clock tick, and wondering why is it that there is never actual, total silence? There’s always the whir of a fan, the hum of a refrigerator, the ticking of the clock, even when you’re outside there’s the sound of the wind, and of insects. It is never truly quiet.

It is 6 hours away. I am numb.

I love how my hair smells now, I know you would love it too.


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