I’ve just been feeling lazy. By the time you all are reading this, I will already be back in school. I don’t want to go back to school but, I don’t mind being back in Atlanta. I miss going places and being somewhat independent. I’ve been at home all summer so, I’m glad to have some things to do with my time. I just don’t miss the deadlines and Monday exams. I also cannot wait for that financial aid to drop once school starts. I am a super broke b****h, right now.
Here is my apology to my body. I didn’t even know it would be this difficult. I don’t even know how to speak to you. It’s like we speak two different languages. I feel like backing out with the excuse of ‘this is stupid’ but, I have to do this sooner or later.
No, it’s not over yet. I’m still a worry wart just maybe a little less so. As of now, my bank account is negative due to an automatic payment of one of my school payments but, for some odd reason, I am unbothered.
I feel as if I got to reclaim a lot of my time back, time that I would have just spent scrolling absent-mindedly through Facebook or envying bodies on Instagram or envying vacations on Snapchat.
So, you’ve probably read the first part of my worry wart chronicles. It gets better but, its still bad. Trying to trust and believe in the process even when the path seems so obscure right now.
