From the depths of my abdomen to the dried out finger tips extending from my palms.
A haze settling in, a fog behind my eyes and the faint murmuring of lips mouthing -sick sided- thought..
must remember to breathe
and to not break under the pressure.
school has only begun and it’s already intense.
remember to stand my ground, plant feet firmly.
complete things when they can be done.
stay positive & productive.
I’m a big girl, I can do this. c’mon.