Tired...

... of being brave.
... of having to tackle so many different things AND being expected to succeed at all of them.
... of expectation.
 
... of no expectation.
... of being the go-to girl.


... of the potholes in Aarey that make my back ache.
... of noise, pollution, filth, humans.



... of not being able to run for a train like I used to since three and a half months.
... of feeling too scared to walk quickly, leave alone run.


... of being taken for granted. Every effing time.
... of playing too safe.

... of making travel plans in my head. 
... of dreaming too small.
... of giving. And forgiving.



... of well-meaning "advice" (go to the ortho; get your thyroid checked; lose weight; stop eating junk; don't work so many hours; don't socialise so much; save money; get married).


... of life. Soon.






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