Yaaay Me!

Five hours sleep,

Leaving for a class,

Forgetting pens, glasses, and my water bottle.

And running to a bathroom upon arrival,

But at least I barely made it.

Trying not to be late for study group,

Fighting against short lived elevator openings

And ever-confusing and never-ending halls.

Landing in a wheeled office chair,

Squinting at a screen, even at the front of the room.

Leaving to a second lecture, the room is changing.

And when I landed there,

The seat available was as far away as could be.

Obh! Obh!

I was sinking, floating, and flailing

In turn, and on repeat.

I had to choose today,

To recover,

To make time

To take care of me.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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