Evidence of Things Not Seen

Because I’ve been attempting to write an entry but have failed miserably - bullet point thoughts today.

We’re going to Dialogue in the Dark today.
A degree of anxious energy is collecting in my throat and upper chest - my breath is gone.
- It’s from this whole no job, worrying about money situation - and how long it’s been going on
The Movie ATL with T.I. in it - is much better than I thought it would be, but maybe it’s just nice to see those parts of Atlanta since they’re right around the corner - well, some of them. Others? Like I’ve ever spent a lot of time in Mechanicsville (no, I haven’t.)
Does talking about how you have lots of homework - help to get it done? Because in my head, I’ve talked about homework a lot - and while I’m keeping my head above water - the tide is coming in.
- (While that last part might sound good, I’m not sure it actually makes sense)
Quit coffee? I’ve stopped trying.
It’s Sunday and I’m not nearly as up or optimistic or any of those things I talked about last week.
Of course. I haven’t really been fighting or struggling to survive - or any of those inspirational metaphors that people use to describe how they’ve picked themselves up out of whatever hole they find themselves in.
- I suppose I’ll need to start. Again.
Because change isn’t always a staircase.
- Sometimes it’s a free fall - and other times it’s like… I’m out of metaphors.