I am so incredibly burnt out and I'm not even attending school this semester. I'm a girl that like variety in her life, so having the same routine over and over is just tiring to me. I go to work at 6:00 p.m everyday, work a late night until about 1:00 am working an entire room by myself sometimes, come home and maybe speak to my boyfriend. We get caught up in in our conversations and I end up passing out at about 4 a.m every night. But this happens even if I'm unable to reach him. I toss and turn until I lose track of the hour sometime in the early morning and then sleep finds me.
God I miss Alaska. When I was there, Mike came home to me everyday after work. I was in awe of the landscape: the mountains, the ocean, the flowers, the shore, the cool air. Everything. It was beautiful, being with someone that I love in such an inspiring place. It was easy to write there. The majority of my book was written there, and now I'm here, baking in the heat of the Texas sun, no mountains, just dead grass on the side of the highways and the sound of cicadas screaming at me from the trees. Don't get me wrong, I love Texas. It's my home. But I'm not driven here.
Perhaps it's not because of Alaska. Maybe it was because of him. He makes me want to move forward. Here, I just want to stay put, in bed, sleeping the rest of these months away until I see him again. My roommate would probably have to step in at one point. I highly doubt he can afford 750.00 a month alone.
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