Have you ever felt like everything is coming at you all at once from two thousand and twenty five different directions? Like your plate is flooding over with a multitude of different activities? That people are expecting so much out of you that you know you simply cannot give them, that you are being stretched in so many different directions, that you begin to feel faint from lack of sleep, have barely had time to catch up with friends even over lunch because you are eating in your room slaving away. But even with all of this going on, still find joy in the day to day moments? Little things such as feeling the warm sun in the morning or seeing a couple walking hand in hand purely enjoying the other’s presence (oh how I wish it was me at times) or hearing an upbeat song blaring from the speakers of a passing car. I am there. I hope whoever reads this finds themselves able to share in these sentiments in some way, shape or form or else this may appear like a bunch of jumbled words and rants that do not make cohesive sense.
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