or when you feel the blankness looming.
i want to stay busy because that is what keeps me sane. but, busyness is also what drives me to utter blankness.
work work working away at projects and essays and worksheets and assigned reading, my brain goes from feeling everything to feeling nothing except a terrible headache.
and thunder. i feel the thunder as it rattles the wet ground, rattles us all while we should be asleep. its closest friend illuminates the cracks in my blinds.
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Smart Girl
Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
