First of december, december 1st.
Has arrived, and everything that november brought with it is ready to leave like a distant memory. Not quite like that, but im quiet like it were exactly that. Like november punched me in the mouth and everything that i wanted, want to say is just turning circles inside my mind with out a exit.
When did i get like that? A year has gone by and i remeber exactly what i felt december the first last year, yet i have difficulties remebering if i payed my phonebill yesterday? did i answer all my important emails? did i tell moms i loved her before i hung up the phone? It’s just weird to me. How it can be like that.
I guess i’m extra sentimental this time around. nothing to do with my birthday coming up on the 18th of december, turning 26 and everything is a reminder of all the things i didnt do, instead of all the thing I DID Do. Thinking of it, maybe that is EXACTLY what it is, the feeling of not doing enough, not being enough.
Im not going to get to deep on my own thoughts, i have the tendency to drown in em’. Better yet… it’s not even that serious, than what it is.’
What is it then?
It’s just another first of the begining of something.
Have a great month my beloved