I remember those days when me and my friends would just stay up late, talk, pig out, watch tv, and play Monopoly til like 2 or 4 in the morning. I don't remember what we talked about because we talked about anything that could possibly in anyone's mind.
What I really remember about those times was that whenever we played Monopoly, which by the way would run for hours, I was excited to get in jail. Why? Because that would mean I'd get to have a break. I can either go back to texting whoever was still up then, or I could catch up on the tv show we were supposedly tuned in. And I get a bathroom break without disrupting the flow of the game. :-P
That go to jail mishap is what I need right now. I think.
I am tired of thinking. I have way too much on my mind right now, none of which I want to talk about, because I am just that much tired of thinking, worrying, stressing. I'd like to be sent to my own jail. Take a break.
I don't want to blame anything in my life right now for being this stressed.
*You know what just happened? I typed random words which I thought was still under the subject which I then realized that it doesn't make sense and I just pressed the backspace button like ten times to make sure I typed this sentence right.*
I don't want to stop from writing. It is my escape, my happiness, my refuge, my comfort zone. It is where my locked-up thoughts are set free. It is why in those early hours of the day you can find me sane and decent enough to talk to.
But, as someone said so last night, "You have a lot on your mind to write." True enough. I don't even know how to get my tangled brain cells untangled. If you could get inside my brain, you'd be lost within five seconds. Because I know I am right now.
And I will be honest. I need help.
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