It's been almost a week since my last blog and that's unforgivable. Sorry to have left you guys hanging for so long. I'm still alive if you were wondering. I'm alive and healthy in the Bronx. I've lost some weight since I got here thanks to horrible cafeteria food, but other than that I'd say I am in good health. School is... well school is going. Not fast, not slow, not great, and not as bad as it could be. I'm in the middle of midterms right now and I don't feel great. Today has been an extremely detached day. A day where I feel alone and where I feel anxious.
My anxiety is really playing with my mind. I worry myself to the point of nauseousness and my leg will not stop shaking. It's moving at a more accelerated pace than usual. These past few days I've been doing more thinking than I should.
Thoughts about a lot of different things.
Things like school, love, life, happiness, belonging, friendship, regret, disappointment, grades, stress, coping, moving on, looking back, and tattoos. (Yes, you read right, tattoos.)
I can't explain all of those to you right now because I'm not sure where I'd start. Plus I have a history midterm to keep studying for so there is that aspect too.
For those of you who care to know; just know I'm pushing forward, I'm okay, and I'm hopeful.
I love every last one of you.
I'll leave you with a quote from The Great Gatsby, which happens to be a quote I like as a possible tattoo idea.
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
NP: It's Time- Imagine Dragons
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