Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday
-Mark Twain
Everyday brings it closer and closer..

So close, not good

I'm finding it tough to express in full sentences so heres what i'm feel sweaty clamy hands, biting lips, everything depends on this. I can't fail this, but its in another four days, so close and not good.

A post

days are cold
its still summer
worlds spinning
i'm wondering what i'm still doing with my life
nothing seems easy right about now
wonder how i'll live few years from now