My book.

Do you ever get that feeling where you feel so overwhelmed that you feel buried, and want to give up?
That you are buried so deep, there's no coming back?
Homework.
Classes.
Parents fighting.
Parents mad at me.
Sister moves out.
Relationship.
I hate the feeling of just being truly overwhelmed .
I just want to wave my white flag and shout "You win, world. You win"
I don't want to deal with anything anymore. I just want to sit, and read.
No real people. Just fiction. Imagination.
It's a good vacation from my chaotic world.
I just don't like my reality right now.
I like my delusion.
I just want to be not busy.
And read, my book.

SM