Anxiety

I'm out of school in 3 weeks.

HOLY CRAP.

I have to finish a research paper and for some reason it is freaking me the hell out. I have plenty of articles/sources for it and I am interested in the subject but I cannot put it together. I'm so useless.

I'm moving out all my non-essentials this week. I'm hoping the sparseness will cause me to work.

Sometimes I wish I had been on more road trips. There is something absolutely perfect about the idea of a road trip. It's a completely personal and individual activity that you can do with other people.

Sometimes I wish I could leave everything and move into a tiny small town. There is something absolutely perfect about the idea of being a small-town hermit. I could never leave everyone behind.

I had a terrible, terrible dream this weekend and it was really upsetting. I hate not being able to talk to people about these things.

SPATULA

ANXIETY