I don't even know what to say.
I've been so busy recently, learning HTML, keeping up with school, and trying to maintain a somewhat normal life that I'm worried I'll begin neglecting you. I'm afraid it has started already.
This may be what came between us at the beginning of this school year–the busyness. I hope it doesn't happen again. I just have so much going on right now that I'm not sleeping as much. You know, those times when you can get by on six hours of sleep and not feel anything, when you normally need nine. The times when you run into bed and run back out of it.
Maybe what happened this past spring break was part of me taking back over me, the part that the other part doesn't have time for and walks all over. The part that's once again being pushed out of the day and out of my life. Life really is just made up of days. Thinking "one day" is a great way to never have something is your life.
I just need to make sure that this part stays part of my day and part of my life.
I've been so busy recently, learning HTML, keeping up with school, and trying to maintain a somewhat normal life that I'm worried I'll begin neglecting you. I'm afraid it has started already.
This may be what came between us at the beginning of this school year–the busyness. I hope it doesn't happen again. I just have so much going on right now that I'm not sleeping as much. You know, those times when you can get by on six hours of sleep and not feel anything, when you normally need nine. The times when you run into bed and run back out of it.
Maybe what happened this past spring break was part of me taking back over me, the part that the other part doesn't have time for and walks all over. The part that's once again being pushed out of the day and out of my life. Life really is just made up of days. Thinking "one day" is a great way to never have something is your life.
I just need to make sure that this part stays part of my day and part of my life.
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