tundra
Hey you again. It’s been.. well in reality, only a few days. But in my mind it feels like forever. I miss you, a lot. I’m halfway inbetween wanting to lock myself in my house, and wanting to spend time with others. I suppose one is clearly healthier, but I’m not sure if thats what I want.
It’s sort of like part of me is missing. As if half of me simply decided to get up and leave.
I know that you’re coming back, in what is not a too terribly long time, but that’s not how it feels.
I’ve been avoiding a lot these last few days. I’m ignoring the world. It makes things easier.
It’s funny, because I’ve always accused you of causing me to be terrible inefficient and used you as an excuse to avoid my work, but now that you’re gone, it seems that I’ve gotten nothing done, and have no will to do anything anyways.
All of these feelings are normal, or at least I understand that they are supposed to be on paper, but still, I feel utterly desolate, as if I was left alone in the middle of the arctic tundra.
