Sunday, June 14, 2015

june fourteenths can feel like this

You know those days where you are so ready for life to end.
It could stop now --- it could, and I wouldn't mind at all.

I don't care what's coming, I'm just exhausted.

The words aren't even there. I can't even explain.

Six months in Seattle without settling. It's miserable and I am having a hard time coping. I keep pounding my fists and saying, "I want a home. I want a home. I want a home."

And I don't have one.


July update: Found a home. After 8 months of bouncing -- I found a home. Moving in in August.

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