Choked

My throat is kind of tight and my head is spinning around the disorganized mess of countless tasks that I have to do concerning college, high school, and piano, which essentially means the expansive amount of life that I and everyone else my age or any other age deals with. I feel as though I have a headache that's coming on, but that has been coming on since before summer started.

So, I did what helps clear my thoughts a little. I let every little thing that is bothering me, poking me on the shoulder for attention, spill out onto a piece of paper. No particular order. Everything from calling my dance teacher to writing supplemental college essays. I recommend it, it's very cleansing, even if it takes a few minutes out of the time you could be calling or writing. And I mean, come on, how productive would those couple minutes have been anyway? Right now, at least for me, trying to sit down to work on any one thing takes a good ten minutes to concentrate and pry my focus off of the hundreds of other problems and thoughts running rampant across my conscious.

If you're reading this, take a second, stop.

Let go of every little worry and thought.

and
br e a t h e


I wrote down a quote from my physics teacher today. He said, "Half of life is just being there." That means physically and mentally.