i don't really like this feeling.
okay fine, alot of it is unnecessary paranoia and probably overexcess of anxiety. but it's so normal, i would've told anyone else in my position.
right now, it's seeping through the compartments i unconsciously keep all these. like dry ice vapours slowly slithering and making its way out into the open, before the rush begins.
i can imagine how quick the rush starts without a notice. but not yet.
nostalgia, the neutral word which carries so much contradictory overheads.
idza:
seet, just chill.
Labels: jittery, nostalgia
