Freckles

Have you ever wondered how the older you get the faster time seems to pass?
Perhaps it’s just me?

I have so many questions. I wonder and I worry about things most people don’t care to worry about it. Or maybe most people DO care and worry about the same things, and I just wish I was different?

Probably.

Anyway, I’ve experienced and learned some things:

- People only have as much power as you allow them, so stand up for yourself. Don’t let others affect you so much. You are your own person!
- Social media is a vortex of doom.
- Writing is an outlet. Write. It doesn’t matter what other people think.
- Young people should really take better care of old people.
- Every family is different.
- Blogging is a way to get yourself to sleeßjcndklssposcbdjn

(What?! No. I did not fall asleep just then, BUT I am suddenly feeling very tired so I guess it DOES work.)

Good night.

Crevice

She inhaled.

The heater started back up for the unth time, causing the walls to creak.

Would the walls suddenly come crashing down?
Probably not.

“I can’t sleep,” she thought to herself. “Either I can’t sleep or I just won’t.”
He had already fallen asleep beside her. His breaths were sleep breaths. - Yup. - Definitely sleep breaths.

So vivace. So lively!

“I want to be full of life. I want to be creative. I want my thoughts to be satisfied.” She yawned.

It’s already the Sabbath. It’s not time for bed, even though it is.

Oh?

Her thoughts wandered. - They wandered to the last time she wrote. Why was she speaking in third person??

Whatever.

It had been a long week. This next one had the potential of being even longer. She had just fired someone. She had an ego.